Datacide will be tabling at the Los Angeles Art Book Fair.
We will be joined by Colectivo Acratas and Corazon Normal. Our table is located in the “Friendly Fire” Zine section.

Datacide is presenting the new magazine issue #14, as well as #9-13. We will also be selling Praxis and Darkmatter Soundsystem 12″ vinyl records and other merchandise.

Preview: Thursday, January 29, 2015, 6–9 pm (costs $10, or is free is you are a MOCA member)

FREE DAYS:
Friday January 30th, 12–7pm
Saturday January 31st, 11-7pm
Sunday February 1st, 11-6pm

Address:
The Geffen Contemporary at MOCA
152 North Central Avenue
Los Angeles, CA 90012
T: (213) 626-6222

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I realise my life has been a training exercise for this very moment, almost as if the universe at large instantaneously arranges its particles in anticipation of future events. The future enters into us through the present’. – R-Tanz

‘Everything in life is vibration’. – Albert Einstein

The starlight travellers beam in from dimensions unseen along lines of light, celestial spaceways – This network of lines extends throughout all the dimensions of matter and beyond into advanced dimensions where space-time and quantity no longer apply – The starlight travellers adjust their frequencies to match local conditions – Inhabit incarnate bodies in the visible spectrum – Find a niche and nest in mediums on varying social strata and shared frequencies – Groups of people share frequencies, not always in immediately apparent ways – ‘Now you see me on a shared coordinate of perception we may communicate’ –

Sometimes the starlight travellers emphasise a narrow remit of available connections and concentrate on a particular planetary situation with great intensity, while at other times they take action in a wider bandwidth of possible connections extending far and wide – From small groups of people acting locally, to individuals and groups who influence and impact on many lives –

Glide down and see the atmospheric conditions from above, clouds and their shadows, an extensive whole of micro-climates and sub-divisions natural and otherwise fitting together – Cells – Forests – Swamps – Ice Ages – Tectonic pressures – Oil – Extraction – Shanty towns – Networks of exploitation and control – Arrangements of commerce, technology, protection and the market – Industrial entrepreneurs – Machinery – Inorganic reproduction manufactured repetition – The Book of Layers – The usual way is to just come to at some point and realise the full scope of possibility and limitations of an entity, its bandwidth and range of perception surroundings existence –

Tall bamboos rustle of leaves – Dusty tracks corrugated dreams rusty outposts – Bamboo huts and walkways lime trees hot air rises in waves you can see – I slip through a knot in the magnetic field around the village, a darting flash of rainbow colours strictly from white light – The blackness of the atomic structure being outside the range of perception here in this gravity well – Strange sounds of other worlds drift over our heads – Rubbing insect wings whirr of who knows what, little flickers of light changing colour that register life of unknown variety, rapid heart rate and high frequency –

Planetary population trapped in time travel always tomorrow yesterday stuck in recordings and schedules – So the interstellar travellers break the lock on the displaced present – Bring people into the moment they actually exist in cut the past off the line just a trap in language extending into predetermined futures – Reconfigure language as a tool for creation – Nothing to defend, fully alive – Doors swing open –
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I walk through the computerised city – Streets gridded by signs instructions flicker at lulling frequencies advertisements cloak the edges of possible experience – Surveillance installed at every available intersection on all practical recording surfaces – Smooth well lubricated motions – Particular areas of the city require access codes to enter – All genetic codes have been processed at birth and can be accessed at a distance –

Drones fly overhead, scan and record using matrix space mapping and motion predictability to track and respond to deviations from preset norms that people must adhere to – Only so many ways to walk along a street without drawing attention –

Movement controlled – Authority, the apparency of authority – Business, corporate interests above all kept safe – Undermined populace years of misinformation the young grow up taking for granted limited options and blocked paths escape routes reduced to moves on a chess board – From the top down Operation ‘Short Vision Long Term’ in effect – Chaotic systems work in whose favour exactly? –

The R1 genetic sequence expresses and mutates in some individuals due to influences from the Magnetic Timetable – R1 DNA changes often, cell frequencies augmented and bolstered – Evades surveillance analysis – ‘We can elude control’ –

The R1 mission to corrupt all codes that prevent knowledge, pleasure and freedom – Enter the centre – Infiltrate local conditions –

I walk through the city the four-storey buildings crowd on all sides dimly seen through enveloping fog orange flickers powdery light torrents of undulating rain shiny road surfaces shimmer – Detritus of capital swarms across the pavement empty cartons smell of decaying matter – I pull my coat together broken zip hat just tight enough to not blow away and join the seagulls – Clothes of gray-black space material absorb light – A swift and flexible shadow –

Pared stunted trees lingering ghosts many years here extend from beneath the surface colours and textures magnified by the rain which sluices beneath the concrete and into the ground unseen rivers to the sea –
The streets empty pages waiting to be filled – Eyes shift and flicker briefly in all directions – Dream-images pour past, fluid and direct – Vegetal perception – Dilated moments – Let the messages in and out – No one in sight strong breeze wavers –

In shadows a bag of tools stashed earlier – Sit on a wall by the transit stop and wait left eye looks back along the street – Colours shift shimmer briefly and flit beyond sight – Taxis pass by – Eyes half closed rustle of packaging wind from the sea – Pattern of lights through a window – Long sequences of logic, continuous flickers of knowing, a balanced position – ‘Life does not speak. It listens and waits’ –

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Moonless night a dark alley – Leans bicycle against wall – Changes into blacks – Climbs up wall walks along its length hidden by a boundary hedge – A short leap across a gap onto a flat roof – A ladder on the side of the building leads up two more floors – Accurate long throws with bricks break the antennas of the dishes on the roof of the HQ other side of the street to the police station – Returns to bicycle – Changes clothes – Leaves the area along alleys –

Puts on gloves – Forces open the access point a cover an unguarded point a weak spot a fulcrum that can tip the balance – Cuts through and removes a section of the casing of the cables – From sealed bag takes out rags pre-soaked and places on bundle of cables – Lights rags carefully – Places cover back leaves gap for air to fan the flames – Exits the area – Burns all clothes including wrong size shoes and scrubs up – Fiberoptics Communication Power – Gone –

Dawn approaches – Early vehicles pulse along the roads, the R1 laying half-awake can pick up the sub-bass growing in volume to disappear –

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[Excerpted from STAR SPORES: THE BOOK OF LAYERS (available on request)
Copyleft, reproducible for not-for-profit purposes, contact >galactronix[at]hotmail.com<

Illustration by Matthieu Bourel

Cut-Up-Marx Eleven

An element of capital
Labour itself
– Existence –

Placed in
and in
the valorisation
process

The worker
only real in terms of
the dead fact

(p.98-97)

Cut-Up-Marx-Twelve

Use value
like the form
would be spoilt
without further work
in endless ways
as twist is turned
will make of it
once more
the earlier work
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Here are the fundamentals: they are the same everywhere. The slave is always conscious of his slavery, and often makes desperate efforts to mitigate it. Sometimes he seeks that mitigation in outside activities that promise to give him the sense of dignity and importance that his daily labour denies him. Sometimes he tries to give a false appearance of dignity to the work itself. More often than not he blames the wrong person.

After World War II, Great Britain was completely and utterly broken. London was a large bomb site, and many of its old buildings were destroyed only to be replaced by awful tower blocks. Rationing existed until the 1950s. The empire was gone. Hence, fear might restrain the skeptic. The press then offered its readers an all-embracing refuge of security and consolation without which for many their lot would have been unendurable. But it is only a matter of time until this refuge is changed into something different. Take the story of Cecil King as a case study.

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