In_the_creative_act;

the_artist_goes_from_intention_to_realisation;

through_a_chain_of_totally_subjective_reactions;

His_struggle_toward_the_realisation_is_a_series_of_efforts;

pains;_satisfaction_refusals_decisions;

which_also_cannot_and_must_not_be_fully_self-conscious;

at_least_on_the_aesthetic_plane;

The_result_of_this_struggle_is_a_difference_between_the_

intention_and_its_realization;

a_difference_which_the_artist_is_not_aware_of;

It_is_something_born_from_within_you;

It’s_as_though_you_felt_a_need_to_do_something;

to_say_something;

to_utter;

and_you_cannot_live_without_uttering_this_sentence;

or_writing_this_piece_of_music;

It_just_begs_to_manifest_itself;

For_the_first_time,_the_means_of_production,;

the_routes_of_dissemination;

and_the_means_of_consumption;

are_all_mediated_through_the_same_technologies,;

based_on_the_computer_interface;

It_is_a_need_to_express_yourself_first;

and_then_to_rationalize_this_expression;

It_is_irrational_first;

rational_after;

Interaction_in_art_is_not_a_new_media_phenomenon;

I_am_sure_Einstein_had_an_inkling_

about_something_unknown;

and_then_came_to_his_theory_of_light;

And_I_am_sure_everybody_has_had_this_

impulse;

very_much_akin_to_sex;

sexual_drive;

or_sexual_appetite;_if_you_wish;

Loner,_all_alone,_all_the_one,_only_one.;

Never_had_no_time_for_company.;

Worse_now_than_before.;

Im’s_heart_fell_away,_like_soap_suds_dried_in_a_bathtub.;

Left_a_crusty_reminder.;

Dirty_watermark_still_there_if_you_look.;

Wait.;

Two_went_into_one_and_stayed.;

Apple_core_with_two_pips.;

Eat_the_apple,_devour_the_seed.;

Seed_grows_in_im_belly.;

you_don’t_get_a_chance_to_choose_because_everything’s_going_so_fast;

It’s_like_driving_on_a_road_you_just_have_to_follow_the_road;

And_take_turns;

‘eyeball_it’_as_a_carpenter_would_say;

You_don’t_have_any_scientific_measuring_rod;

except_your_own_mind;

But_the_glitch_itself;

the_ghost_in_the_machine,;

the_’irrational’;

is_what_may_help_us_glean_a_deeper_understanding_of_ourselves;

as_irrational_systems;

it_can_force_a_new_perspective;

I_don’t_know_of_any_scientific_measuring_rod_that’s_usable;

So_you_have_to_chance_whatever_you_can_and_pick_whatever_you_can;

So_there’s_also_a_process_of_automatic_selection;

Whatever_you_can_draw_in_your_net_is_it_is_what_you_got;’

you_go_so_far_out_you_don’t_know_what_you’re_doing;_

you_lose_touch_with_what’s_been_done_before_by_anyone;

you_wind_up_creating_a_new_poetry-universe;

To_all_appearances,_the_artist_acts_like_a_mediumistic_being;

who,_from_the_labyrinth_beyond_time_and_space;

seeks_his_way_out_to_a_clearing;

the_artistic_execution_of_the_work_rests_with_pure_intuition;

and_cannot_be_translated_into_a_self-analysis,;

spoken_or_written,_or_even_thought_out;

This_liminality;

this_state_of_becoming;

this_limbo_of_existence_that_is_in_flux;

can_represent_the_more_corporeal_element_of_the_experience;

as_the_die_takes_the_user/player_from_winner_to_loser;

from_life_to_death_in_an_analogue_period;

that_can_be_representative_of_every_state_in_between;

and_yet_neither_one_of_the_binary_opposites;

that_are_eventually_revealed.

Creativity_as_a_form_of_novel_advance;

becomes_an_’always_live’_performance_art_movement;

‘Do_I_contradict_myself?;

Very_well,_then_I_contradict_myself.;

I_am_large,_I_contain_multitudes’;

I_have_written_much_less_than_most_people_who_write;

I_have_drunk_much_more_than_most_people_who_drink;

Like_lost_children_we_live_our_unfinished_adventures;

In_a_world_that_has_REALLY_been_turned_on_its_head,;

truth_is_a_moment_of_falsehood.;

Basketball_is_not_a_collection_of_jams,;

but_a_social_relation_among_players,;

mediated_by_Michael_Jordan;

It_was_indeed_a_pretty_land_with_long_grey_fields;

in_which_scarecrows_adorned_in_1960s_print_tops;

lolled_in_the_warm_breeze,;

great_mountains_topped_with_snow_that_rested_like_formica_tables;

on_their_sharp_peaks;

and_great_kitsch_forests_that_danidied_and_dawdled;

with_great_foppishness;

and_looked_very_cool_at_passers_by.;

We_can_escape_the_commonplace_only_by_manipulating_it,;

controlling_it,;

thrusting_it_into_our_dreams;

or_surrendering_it_to_the_free_play_of_our_subjectivity;

There_ís_a_man_with_a_mullet:

going_mad_with_a_mallet_in_Millets;

Overhead_a_rainbow_appears,;

In_black_and_white;

All_of_a_sudden_I_felt_brushed_by_the_wings_of_something_dark;

May_the_Lord_have_mercy_on_Stringy_Bob;

Life_is_a_bucket_of_shit_with_a_barbed_wire_handle;

You_take_just_so_much_from_a_bottle,;

and_then_you_stop_taking;

From_then_on_you’re_putting;

The_problem_with_putting_two_and_two_together;

is_that_sometimes_you_get_four,;

and_sometimes_you_get_twenty-two;

somebody_had_taken_the_lid_off_life_and_let_him_see_the_works;

We_didn’t_exactly_believe_your_story.;

We_believed_your_two_hundred_dollars;

There_are_two_kinds_of_truth:;

the_truth_that_lights_the_way;

and_the_truth_that_warms_the_heart;

The_first_of_these_is_science,;

and_the_second_is_art;

Hollywood_is_wonderful;

Anyone_who_doesn’t_like_it_is_either_crazy_or_sober;

I_needed_a_drink;

I_needed_a_lot_of_life_insurance;

I_needed_a_vacation,;

I_needed_a_home_in_the_country;

What_I_had_was_a_coat,_a_hat_and_a_gun;

I_put_them_on_and_went_out_of_the_room;

When_in_doubt,;

have_a_man_come_through_a_door_with_a_gun_in_his_hand;

There_are_no_vital_and_significant_forms_of_art;

there_is_only_art,_and_precious_little_of_that;

It_is_not_necessary_to_die_in_order_to_describe_death;

That’s_why_I_don’t_very_often_drink,_or_even_smoke;

I_want_to_try_cocaine,_though;

because_that’s_suppose_to_sharpen_the_brain,_isn’t_it?;

Restricting_oneself_to_a_personal_arrangement_of_words_is_mere_convention;

But_the_end_is_nearing_and_can’t_wait_to_consume_you;

something_inside_me_stirs;