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Welcome to Poetic Terrorism--a new method of communication. A new vocabulary for resistance. We're opening a new front in the war against soundbytes and corporate catchphrases, because it's impossible to think when your words are controlled by discourse that is manufactured by imperialist corporations and sold to us wholesale in our schools and TVs. Bullshit shoved down our throats by government spokespeople and paid advertising--WE (you) have something to say, SAY IT!

Poetic Terrorism is profoundly nonviolent. It is the resistance of our voices. We are controlled by a submersion tank of manufactured ideas--by the media repeating the talking points of the government.

Poetic terrorism is about bringing the art of resistance into every facet of our lives. Live your life loudly. 'There is no becoming, no revolution, no struggle, no path; already you're the monarch of your own skin--your inviolable freedom waits to be completed only by the love of other monarchs: a politics of dream, urgent as the blueness of sky.'--Hakim Bey

This blog is open to anyone's words and ideas. If you would like to post, email jed.bickman@gmail.com to let me know--I'll give you privileges and then you can post whatever you want.

Peace and Solidarity,

Jed

Redeye"

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   Earth" Tuesday, March 22, 2005  

This sea of cubicles
this vaulted cathedral of capitalism
defined by fivefootfive fakecloth walls
bosses harvesting the fluorescent fields of the new InfoEconomy
drifting through cubilcles drinking acid coffee
Emptyeyed men blinded by the copymachine glare
caught in catchphrases about productivity
entangled in minderbinder economics,
shoving numbers into crannies;
spirit money that never will exist
is juggled across semipermeable bank accounts
Competative streamlined downsized brains
bicker like snivvling hyenas over carrion
like starving prisoners battling over messhall fare.
Many a good pen died in that fight,
battling neon paper,
jobs outsourced to eye-irradiating screens
White collars tighten, necks bulge, veins cry out for freedom
This is the copymachine slavery of the information economy
this is your life's work,
your contribution to time,
chasing someone else's photocopied dreams
feeling boss watching you waste paidtime.
lost in the trembling cells
you will die here.

   [ POSTED BY Jed @ 6:57 PM ] [ ]