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| Me & Mine Mind's Eyes (v 1.2) benjamin harubin 2025 13" x 6" x 3" acrylics on egg carton & wood |
Every breath you take
Every move you break
Every bond you make
Every step you take
I'll be watching you
eh, fuck the police (and the mind police)
you, talking to who, you?
everything everything you think
is also thunk to you, through you;
everything you think you are is also a passage
logically we must consider the membrane (or the virtual membrane if that's your kink)
dualists and dualism-denying dualists neglect the interfaces
it's just one membrane folded here and there;
a million folds in the volume of a grapefruit over here;
a gently ruffled mountain over there
information at every scale looks similar
there is one infinitely recursive wrinkly sheet,
an excrescence here, an invagination there-
and holes!
you've got to have holes in the sheet, in fact that explains ghosts. and sex.
it's the rude eruptions and untidy corners of existence wherein fresh insight arrives
the odd turn of phrase allows the cosmic to seep between the folds
look out