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Perpetual Commotion

perpetual-commotion

Having a natter with a couple of members of the Critical Art Ensemble (CAE) one of the first things we get to talking about is the unusual structure of the group. Many collectives function on the basis of similarity, a bunch of people with the same talents and interests working in parallel. The five-person Ensemble functions kind of like a techno label. Working across a slew of different media and artforms they operate on a system of a floating hierarchy. Whoever has the most experience in a certain area: text, photography, performance, whatever, takes the lead. As they say, “Under professional circumstances this kind of structure can be very alienating, but in a cellular structure that is really grounded in friendship and trust it’s not a problem.” [Read more →]

THE ASSESSOR

is a incorporeal being with a love of the severe and disturbing. Possessing immense strength, it has a mind as sharp as a scalpel, ever ready to dissect what comes its way. THE ASSESSOR assesses from afar and sometimes communicates to humans, yet it is rarely reduced to using words as it is now. If provoked it is lethal.
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Plague of the Zombies

Now we can understand how zombiefication operates as an elaborate programme of mind invasion supervised by Vampire Management. It can be regarded as a complex process of manipulation at the level of symbols and aims at implanting specific forms of ideology into zombie minds, to ensure that they think and act in accordance with the dictates of zombie culture. But what is far less banal is how to discover ways of resisting and outflanking the zombie assembly line. [Read more →]

Mr. Chairman, dear collegues, ladies and gentlemen,

I would like to thank the Organisation for this opportunity, but before I start this speech I also would like to thank all of those who have contributed to this success. I don’t have the words to express my gratitude. What the hell is this? The longest fucking speech you’ve ever heard with long and boring sentences. You get it, open your ears. [Read more →]

Six Hurts

A pool of ever expanding red oozed out from the underneath of the grinning prostate body.
What were once the insides of the man spewed gently out of the gaping chasm that was once his chest.
He had achieved what had always been his ultimate goal. As his form had wilted and crumbled before his creation he felt a wave of ecstasy shoot through. And as the rush expanded to reach its summit, his head exploded sending a greyinsh red matter splattering against the surrounding surfaces; the sub made by his head lost in the magnitude of the event. [Read more →]

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