saladofpearls

The process appears to begin with the felling of trees, but in fact prior to this there is first surveying and clearing of the land, and planting. Computerized sensors and state-of-the-art control equipment are turned to slush in the beater. A cunning mechanism, adapted to each aquatic figurine, was to be set in motion by the abrupt discharge of oxygen in order to produce movement or any other phenomenon – or, again, a short, characteristic sentence written in fine, graphically arranged air-bubbles. It incorporated keys, levers, barrels, batteries, sails, brass retorts and magnetic fluid, and worked by directing and modulating magnetically charged air currents, rather as the stops of an organ modulate its tones. It ran on a mixture of foul substances, including ’spermatic-animal-seminal rays’, ‘effluvia of dogs’ and ‘putrid human breath’, and its discharges of magnetic fluid were focused to deliver thoughts, feelings and sensations directly into Matthews’ brain. To facilitate this process, the gang had implanted a magnet into his head. If Matthews were to see any of these characters in the street, they would grasp batons of magnetic metal which would cause them to disappear. The resulting crude web is a a-machine whose crank is the occultists. How to go about exhibiting fictitious value and a self-referential differential without producing anything. It is before the present in which it is activated it is ahead of the production it might engender. Philosophy, relations and diagrams, fly way above our heads. A diagram is between writing and visuality not subsumed by either. Where oh where can I add value? Later in those abandoned factories animated by beats, chemical experiments and the mechanical spasmodic movements of desirous bodies he remembers the happy days of his work guided by the spirit of the inventor, pushing this untheorised blind desiring through to its negative pole in suburban violence. [Fatigue is] a disorder in the activity of anatomical elements, caused by excessive functioning until repair is momentarily impossible. The disgust at something so deformed. Repetitive. Recursive. It’s simple, but it builds from an action repeated until that action swamps all the action and infrastructure around it. Newton, bolts in his elbows. Does he hear the faint watery thud of beats emanating from the shoreline, through the relation in which it is a working part – almost an ensemble? Industrial processing of workers – by which capital assumes a body as the capitalist. The circulation of capital constantly ignites itself anew, divides into its different moments and is a perpetuum mobile. Labouring beneath the dominating suction of fictitious capital we neglect the task of inventing our way out from under it. There are energy equations that are overstretched and put into high tension by the language-money combination. Ambient replenishment, point and drag in lockstep accumulation. Not a fair share at any rate, but perhaps an alienation, tinned, twinned and articulated in common nonetheless. Constructing relationality out of real estate, boil down and sell off. It can accommodate an art space, a living political monument at knockdown rates. The noisome fumes of a dying mode of reproduction are veiled by the musk of culture. What a muscular Christianity! Money does all the work, and anyone who doesn’t shirk from the burden of freedom must make that labour pay. If we must grind up human flesh and bones in the industrial machine that we call modern America, then scan the skies, for…Two ducks like the project and create a flying machine to carry the pilgrim. They unanimously and systematically beat the motor centre in his head to pieces, irreparable. Hold tight, they say: take off. By virtue of being value, money has acquired the occult ability to add value to itself, as well as being the source of all virtue. It brings forth living offspring, or at least lays golden eggs. On capital’s menu is gallerte – human labour literally industrially processed in ever larger quantities requiring ever larger and more expensive machines to render (as a magnitude) less. The formal plan, seen from here, is described at three thousand feet: the twin birds and the parasite, whose teeth are hooked onto the middle of the stick. A miracle! Randomness and incalculability are profit centres and risk factors. Evolution is path-dependent on laziness and cuteness. Be like money. Proliferate in circuits of errancy and conjecture in case there is demand, a granular trading floor collapsing on the brains of the parliving, like parboiled abstract labour. Cutting edge machines – the millisecond trade projects the obsolescence of labour as measure. Our labour comes out of production other than it entered. Rendered. Even cosmic death could be linked to bodies’ natural resistance to the demands of productivity. Here we have the re-calibration of time as machine obsolescence of the human. Machines which foster processes that fall out of step with themselves, that fester with incompatibility. Nothing stops producing of its own accord. It’s the principles. The operating organon. The machine was a copy of the universe, and the universe itself a machine. These are part of everything which must be changed. We only know how to make things work. We are all attacked together, alone. All of social machinery is geared only towards making things … work, and making things work. But as long as capital controls the social machinery, our only scheme of freedom is to evade it, be like money. Any other whims are just out of reach, therefore; what they might be and by what token might we know them. The process appears to begin with feeling in threes, but fate is prior as is sur-violence, cowering, lending and painting.

A Time Machine, that is, a device for exploring Time, is no more difficult to construct than a Space Machine. Quiet enjoyment is almost exhausting for a working man. Tense, regular work is what natural man avoids. German nationalist Wilhelm Heinrich Riehl talked of ‘the “physical revulsion” that “the living corpse” of idleness would produce in any healthy person. “Once the body is recognised as the product of the impulses… its cohesion with the self becomes fortuitous” ‘Fatigue thus defined both the limits of the working body and the point beyond which society could not transgress without jeopardizing its own future capacity for labour. For this reason fatigue also became the concept and the means through which the industrial body could be best understood and employed … The body without fatigue was the ideal, not only of the industrial bourgeoisie, but of the worker’s movement which, albeit differently, imagined a point of maximum productive output and minimum exhaustion as the sumum bonum of modern society.’ De Vaucanson’s three automata met different fates. The flute- and tambourine-playing shepherd was destroyed in the revolution, while the others were bought by a German collector. Already in 1755 a critic accused the Duck of being "nothing more than a coffee-grinder". Johann Wolfgang Goethe, in his diary for 1805 described a meeting with de Vaucanson’s automata. "They were in the most deplorable condition," the great poet wrote. "The duck was like a skeleton and had digestive problems…". ’slow erich spreads like a plant over the bench and on the bench, eats and eats and is thinking of nothing else except his engines, his moped, that can go so incredibly fast, above all when he’s had a drink.’ ‘By Arts is Manufactured that great mechanical man called state.’ The salad is dressed with and bleeds labour power. "Yes, good people, I order you to burn, on a spade red-hot from the fire, and with a little yellow sugar for good measure, the duck of doubt with its vermouth lips, which, in the melancholy struggle between good and evil, shedding tears which are not heartfelt, creates everywhere, without the aid of a pneumatic machine, universal emptiness. It is the best thing you can do." Man is the measure of all machines.