[-empyre-] rehearsal of a network - [week 4]

[dollyoko at thing.net]

Dear Shu Lea, Jaromil, Ken and all

Thank you for asking me to play - I am really honoured! Due to the vortex
of mundane life, I have yet to immerse myself in the past 3 weeks
dialogue, so I will do that today before posting something new -- so for
now I will start my contribution with a fragment of a spell against
Capitalism that I cast in response to the much loved Armin Medosch's
invite to to be part of the 2007 Ars Electronica event he curated. Since
that time my interests have become increasingly hexalogical.

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Persian mystic poet Rumi wrote in the thirteenth century:
Look how the caravan of civilization
has been ambushed.
Fools are everywhere in charge.

“And now?” you ask again.

The last Pythia at Delphi reveals:
Tell the king; the fair wrought house has fallen.

Summonsing all our familiars, walking backwards into the future.
Now is the time for recuperating myth, recalling the power of lewd jests
and public gestures.
Reconfiguring our private selves, in positions that are pleasing to us,
and rejecting all that demeans and diminishes our spirits.

The fountains are now silent; the voice is stilled.
It is finished.

Let us make new networks with tin cans and string.
Let us cloak our data bodies with the fallen feathers of Bronzewing pigeons.

Hedge-riders3 suggest the Way.
A private merrimaking,
together, publicly.