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.
Poem phrase: colon truth written slowly, spoken quickly, lived briefly jabberwocky: story untold understood lives morph into lies in meta-ink pixels. Times-new-roman selves shelved on endless, eternal, unreadable disks-
this data has no birthplace born recorded, it means nothing to us. ignore my name
and twist yourself around my glowing words. allow yourself to listen- the first moment of release into another's reality my greyness spread out over your eartime is our first taste of nirvana indulgence in escapism allowable only in institution dorm room eternities.
Can this acid ink shatter our suffocating interpellation? I'll hail you as universal, and in exchange, you promise to call me nothing. I am a piece of paper and I know you well enough to know that you can breathe. your gaze violates me, your eyes expose every inkstain, soon, you will have finished with me.
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" Thursday, May 05, 2005