- One other note from inside the video screen; Clarissa keeps calling me from an Unknown phone number disrupting my activities and then different automated voices are telling me to wait. But then they just play music and hang up on me, does this happen to anyone else?
The recent disjecture I have had between my body and text has allowed me to slip into vivid unconsciousness. Not once within the last week have I woken up or had an interaction of some sort with my physical self. After being captured on video describing my metaphysical losses, I was poured into my video self and my physical body became replaced by a textual replication of matter and vibration.
This way, my physical body and it’s replacement are almost identical. My new body is made completely of tiny text particles and is sexually active. With each moment and movement, tiny sets of parenthases and vowels move through wind and parcipitation.
The great thing about having a replacement body, is having my real body preserved on a video. I am just sitting in here hanging out, reading and writing in real-time, and on occasion, I go over to 7-11 to get coffee or out to the waterfront to go swimming. I even caught myself on video when Oprah Winfrey came to my school. There I was, just walking in the background of the video, watching me watch myself. It was so funny!
As this fracture between rellevant depictions of my artistic self decides how to destroy or fix itself, I can just gaze out of my video frame and wonder what is going to happen next. Being a non-physical beng is simple but confusing… I don’t know if I am supposed to suspect anything happening or have outside communication with the real world. If the replacement version of myself is calling my boyfriend, then I shouldn’t be calling him too, right?
Either way, I can see this strange pixel formation right above my right ear that is telling me there will be action soon. I think I might be coming out as a gay video performance, which could also be a moment for me to return to my physical presence to replace the textual being.
If this is at all confusing to you, don’t worry. Once you see the video, you’ll never need to ask questions ever again.
eloquent, well spoken, recognized for what I do, liberated, secure, satisfied, naked, complete, appreciated, thought-provoking, dangerous, inspirational, phenomenal, unexplainable, friendly, unique, fun, interesting, classy, experienced, deadly, phrenatic, unconventionally beautiful, able to understand, hard-working, ground-breaking, paitent, care-free, strong, independant, mysterious,
a diva, a performer, an exhibitonist, a voyeur, an idividual, a dandy, a fop, a feminist, a faggot, a creature, a singer, a dancer, a creator, a sculptor, a costume designer, a comedian, an alien, a fighter, a conneseur, a party animal, a visionary, a son, a brother, a friend, a boyfriend, an exboyfriend, a collaborator, a stranger, a student, a pataphysician, a metaphysician, a boy, a physical body, a citizen, a mortal, a human
On a cold Wednesday afternoon, a young man pushed through the rotating doors of an office building and removed his grey hat. He reached out and pressed “UP” on the elevator call. He had left work early to ride up an elevator to see the top floor of the building he had heard had the absolute most beautiful view of the city. The elevator chimed upon arrival and the young man stepped on the elevator alone. The mirrored box began to rise. As he looked down at the floor and to one of the corners, he saw a finger beginning to poke through the carpet. As the finger grew outward into a hand, the young man jumped backward with fear. An arm extended and ripped up the corner fabric as the elevator continued to move upward. The boy shrieked with fear as the elbow, then shoulder, then head began to emerge. At this moment, the beautiful face of a young man appeared as the rest of his body slinked out of the floor. The naked torso, buttocks, cock, legs, and feet of the young man eventually slinked out underneath the young man.
There lay at the feet of this young man the beautiful naked fellow. He opened his eyes and peered upward at the young man and smiled softly. Rising to his feet, he stood directly in front of the boy mere inches from his face. The stark nudity of the new arrival generated a powerful heat between the two young boys. They felt the resonating power between them as they stood together in silence. As the elevator continued to rise, they both leaned forward and embraced in a soft kiss. Hands and legs moved forward as their bodies touched. The jacket and shirt and scarf and necklace and shoes and socks and jeans and underwear flew off the bright skin of the young man.
The elevator chimed. The two boys stepped out onto the roof of the building and laid down together on the shining concrete, warmed by the sun. The two young men kissed as two erections poked the hips of one another, both bodies brightened by the powerful sunlight. They kissed each other with deep feeling and eyes completely shut. Lying on their sides facing one another, they stared into each other’s eyes in pure ecstasy forever and ever.