The Cut up Method on Schizophrenia
A quick google search on Schizophrenia defines defines the..uhm...state of mind..as follows:
"a long-term mental disorder of a type involving a breakdown in the relation between thought, emotion, and behavior, leading to faulty perception, inappropriate actions and feelings, withdrawal from reality and personal relationships into fantasy and delusion, and a sense of mental fragmentation."
I ran that definition above one time through the cut up machine here:
http://www.languageisavirus.com/cutupmachine.html#.UQcd8UrhkQ5
This is what I was given:
a breakdown leading from and long-term in to reality a mental the faulty and sense disorder relation perception personal of of between inappropriate relationships mental a thought actions into fragmentation type emotion and fantasy involving and feelings and a behavior withdrawal delusion
The latter seems more more appropriate.
Black blood inkblots and fictional tidbitz of information. In every particle, a universe. Digitally gutted text. My thoughts and techno-biochemistry etched into 1's and 0's; into the cloud; into the vast hyperspace nospace. Clearing up cobwebs that further twists, and entangle as I disentangle.
“I sit here before my computer, Amiguita, my altar on top of the monitor with the Virgen de Coatlalopeuh candle and copal incense burning. My companion, a wooden serpent staff with feathers, is to my right while I ponder the ways metaphor and symbol concretize the spirit and etherealize the body. The Writing is my whole life, it is my obsession. This vampire which is my talent does not suffer other suitors. Daily I court it, offer my neck to its teeth. This is the sacrifice that the act of creation requires, a blood sacrifice. For only through the body, through the pulling of flesh, can the human soul be transformed. And for images, words, stories to have this transformative power, they must arise from the human body--flesh and bone--and from the Earth's body--stone, sky, liquid, soil. This work, these images, piercing tongue or ear lobes with cactus needle, are my offerings, are my Aztecan blood sacrifices.” ― Gloria E. AnzaldĂșa, Borderlands/La Frontera: The New Mestiza
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