Drawing breath

we presume everything posted on the Internet happens now and why not? everything could be happening now and in some ways is when we look closer at the biology of our beings becoming matters den blu sjel i kroppen min are blue stone confettis of gravel on a sun-stained road, imagined with the well named iPhone, birthed from a great lot of technological bodies to show us to ourselves and gregariously and aggressively share what we find with others the light into each others’ dark spaces, infuse the literal meaning of psyche means spirit with intricate lace cables with each other’s minds these lines of drawn breath are enacted as time through our bodies which are not shells with souls but souls with all the life in the layers liking and unliking what is mirrored back to ourselves some mirrors lie and people lie and call those mirrors fun houses, but I am pointing toward the mirrors like the rivers that reflect the skies, the stars that point ships to sound lands which echo the canyons made by the voids of our loved ones passing we are not gone to them neither them to us but whispering for those who want to hear badly enough we have choices that chips are built for, but those chips don’t have the same lineages as our DNA, they are circuits built with materials of the earth and so the story of the earth will become more prominent through their inception we do not have to RAM our anthropogenic orientations down each other throats, feeding our stories like chips ahoy binge fests but consider the origin of impulses themselves as graces of celestial and terrestrial bodies we are already a technology with a heart hearts are not merely subversive but feeding the mind so I must beg the mind teachers to also feel deeply sensual and the sensual not misconstrued as sexual because everything that exists is already in some kind of stewy exchange we need to become more nuanced and less broad here turn down the sun some, no, but approach conditions with proper attire so we can assume a more substantiated role in actively participating in creating ours and each others experiences not that of a mirror but rather through a sense of deja vu where everything from within becomes out there, while the horror and ecstasy of real existence beckons the minds of the bored and disembodied to drop down way down into the beating resonate sound filling your body with an impulse to draw breath. Poetry informed by the Pattern Recognition process developed during artistic residencies in Norway and Switzerland, and yes, really informed by notions of intelligence and artificial intelligence. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit lelapin.substack.com/subscribe