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On Closing the 8

It’s been a while, and I apologise.

Having closed the 8 of our first project we find ourselves at a bit of a loss.

It is/was satisfying to ‘complete’ the work but we always felt that it could never be ‘completed’ and one of its main points was ensuring that it never stayed on a single point and it was/is free to continue expanding.

Contracting. Exapanding.

Building burrows and lines, spreading, infecting, reclaiming.

But our favourite books can be like this, but they are closed

Until we open them and move around inside them, between the gaps in the pixels.

But our favourite websites are like this

Perhaps it’s something we leave out there and ‘patch’ when required. Adding to it, adding free DLC, new characters and maps.

Doesn’t seem right.

Or can we trust that we created an infinite space within finite bounds?

Is it finished?

I suppose in the sense that we can close the 8.

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So what next?

What comes after?

An advancement, a continuation.

More exhibitions, performances, content and material.

More zines, different zines, more video, different video, more media, different media, more text, different text.

Different?

It’s in what way it’s different that we don’t know yet, come back to us.

More writing, more academic

More talks

More lectures

More workshops

More people

This does involve the production of more time and the creation of some kind of machine with which to make it.

So, this will be the closing so we can start again, drawing the next letter, from the middle.

A blog is we.

A blog is you

A blog is not ours

A blog is we.

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we are all magpies

we are all magpies/copies of collections of  everything before with nothing new to say but new ways of saying and that is poetry as we need it(1) every great idea does not exist in isolation our minds and bodies are full of a web but empty as the web of moving motion copy paste edit transform cut paste montage of a word that is nothing(2) a text machine a text machine a text machine(3) a text machine words words words standing on the shoulders of bones of giants we see the world and make the world and beg and borrow and steal and edit and cut and paste(4) and shored them against our towers it is time it is time where the end(5) is never the end is never the end is never the end and taste is just as important as content is more important not(6) what we have(7) but how we show it how we rearrange it re-make re-model  street markets folk songs we sing hip to the hop to the realisation nothing is owned and free society has free thoughts and free thoughts are free words and free software and pirates moved from zone to zone popping up(8) and disappearing where they look we are all magpies(9) writing has met it’s printing and needs to adapt accordingly as painting did make it new again revenge of the text language as material anticipating instability towards a poetics of hyperrealism why appropriation(10) infallible processes retyping on the road parsing the new illegibility seeding the data cloud the inventory and the ambient proudly uncreative is the wrongful appropriation and stealing and publication of anothers language, thoughts, ideas, or expressions and the representation of them as one’s own original work <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Originality><(11)=+ the ideologies that sustain the illusion of the permanence and naturalness of a particular society disintegrate, revealing the various processes which actually sustain societies must be disavowed even as it supports the entire vast apparatus of production all praise Copia the net of indra (12) every nod of which is a jewel interalced with every other jewel and reflecting every other jewel it takes time and effort to put a mixtape together inventio the selection of tunes to be played dispositio the ordering or sequencing of them and elecutio the cuts and edits made but also the loving care put into the handwritten cover(13) for many years we found writing impossible, although we loved to read In order to write, we needed to find a way to make writing more like reading so we began to write as we read slowly extracting(14) the lines we felt we had written or wished we had written or though we might re-write we didn’t feel we had any words of our own we write by rewriting other peoples words on the assumption that somebody already said what we have to say but better writing involves rearranging, altering, adding to, subtracting from the words of those who came before this is no our idea we copied the idea of copying

(1) in my view we are … this turning point from trees to networks, and we are a really facing a  paradigm shift, a paradigm shift in the sense that trees are not/no longer able to really accommodate the inherent complexities of the modern world.

(2) copy, transform and combine

(3) an acentred, non-hierarchical, non-signifying system without an organising memory…defined solely by a circulation of states

(4) my methods are based on the interconnectedness of all things

(5) you got really good taste, you know how to cut and paste

(6) pirate bay was shut down…it has everything to do with me, erm, the pirate bay has pretty much been a treasure trove

(7) an uprising which does not engage directly with the State, a guerilla operation which liberates an area (of land, of time, of imagination) and then dissolves itself to re-form elsewhere/elsewhen

(8) we all have a ctrl+v personality

(9) copy and copy and copy (2)

(10)

 it comes down to trying to expose yourself to the best things that humans have done, and then try to bring those things in to what you’re doing. Mhmm Picasso had a saying, he said good artists copy, great artists steal. and we have, you know, always, ah, been shameless about stealing great ideas. Ahm… and i think part of what made the macintosh great was that the people working on it were musicians and poets  and artists and zoologists and historians and who also happened to be the best computer scientists in the world

(11) (2)

(12) hello, this is Scott, with PC support hub.com, in this video tutorial, i will teach you how to copy and paste…you can utilize the copy and paste technique for almost anything

(13) you know, they’ve spend 10 years at school being told there’s one answer, and it’s at the back…and don’t look…and don’t copy, because that’s cheating; i mean, outside schools that’s called collaboration

(14) but our system of law doesn’t acknowledge the derivative nature of creativity, instead ideas are regarded as property, as unique and original lots with distinct boundaries. but ideas aren’t so tidy, they’re layered, they’re interwoven, they’re tangled, and when the system conflicts with the reality, the system starts to fail (2)

\poet-ree

he used to say poet-ree

then he lost interest in me

like the braces that hold up drain pipes

he rusted away

flakes of brown

tangible change from the paint finish

that leaves nothing

if i defined more spoke more like i used to

when did i lose the touch to read

oscilating like a syntehsier

between 0 and 1

and 0 and 1

when he said poet-ree

did i lose interest in me

the tour guide leaves you in the gift shop

and everything around is tat and shit and maybe you should get a job here after all

you cant afford the price

time to grow old

where the sleeves of your shirt are rolled

you could be leading a hand next

looking up

i havent finished looking at yours

no direction in the directionless

and finding no pleasure in it

is creeping up the doubt

love me/kill me

hour ‘n’ a half on the train

text messages typed by deaf thumbs to numb ears

nothing but a flat-cap and emails left behind

i let me down when i let you down

letting me down

i worked best like a book

turning the sages with the years

follow like a chamberpot

you took the predictive text from unger me

the high stain

low brand

vert i go forest

to roll the bark between my thumb and finger

leaving the rind

infantile ragei have as many fathers as i have words

to write

poetry

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If you think that by hanging us you can stamp out the labour movement, then hang us. Here you will tread upon a spark, but here, and there, and behind you, and in front of you, and everywhere, the flames will blaze up. It is a subterranean fire. You cannot put it out. The ground is on fire upon which you stand.

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