is the place behind a 7-11, a little patch of asphalt, a high fence and
some weeds. In a full moon it is glorious, and when the halogen
overhead is on it is threatening. On a Sunday morning it is as quiet as a
church. Birds visit. In the evening it is routinely invaded by
quarrelling lovers, night shift managers, and teenagers. What is
interesting about the world is that every corner is unique. By
standardising each unique corner, the workers of the world erase it.
Wherever a road is built, a house erected, or a building created, the
world is rubbed out of existence. So we employ people to scrub the
world, the keep nature from coming back in. We hope it covers our
mistake, because as soon as nature makes a crack or drops a leaf on it,
it becomes obvious how ugly it is.
Man is nature, but he scrubs himself, and by doing so makes himself look worse.
there is a thing called 'resilience', the unwashed bum has it. Perhaps
global warming will create the service economy he's been waiting for.
He'll charge you a cigarette butt to join the circle at his tin stove.
He won't recognise your offer of a turnip but he won't turn it down. As
each day passes, you look worse and worse- but the bum looks the same.
He laughs at you, at us all. "
The Ape Answers:
worship Nature as a Religion: The beauty of the world is exactly in all
the little random details, if Man Made, even better, the contrast with
"Nature" is even more remarkable, as if Man is really some kind of
Alien, something truly outside of the World, as if he is "Outside
Looking In". But the old cars abandoned in the weeds, the decay of all
buildings, all the little cracks, all the random chaos, all of that
which is outside of our Drone Mind of A against B, conflict - fight
based, Ego based is what makes the world pretty: it represents all of
that which is outside of our logic and binary reasoning, all of that
which is useless, in which you can't do anything with it, it has NO
FUNCTION therefore pretty. I like all items, especially Man Made items
decaying and contrasting with Nature.
Especially the imaginary
contrast between the result of Intention, the Man Brain Planning and
Deciding what should be done, what should be performed, what should be
Designed, as in the design of Cars and Buildings (all of the Standard
International Building Styles you can see all over the World, the Same,
just look at Street View in Google, Bangkok Thailand, Sao Paolo Brazil,
NYC, Los Angeles, Mexico City and on and on all Standard International
Building Styles, Boxes, all kinds of Boxes and some Single Family homes,
all kinds of homes, but it is as if "YOU ARE ALWAYS IN THE SAME PLACE,
THE WHOLE WORLD IS EXACTLY THE SAME ALL GIVEN" (but the USA is the only
with REALLY WIDE STREETS AND ROADS, and that is because the USA is way
richer than all of the others and BETTER, they built environments for
Cars, for Machines and Consumption and Big Box Stores, exactly what was
the Right Thing to Do)).
The items and entities that are randomly
arranged and designed according to some Will Power, some Man Brain
imagining and planning things in a certain way (and performing
Expectations of Functions and Results, and contrasting other alternative
designs and arrangements, but of course as always a proxy for
contrasting other detached and remote and intractable Will Powers that
decided something previously and before or different and such, as if you
know some Man Brain and Mind decided something some way, and it pisses
you off because you wanted it another way, and would like to win the
fight but it is too late).
Random pebbles that are the result of
past Will Power decisions intersecting and mixing up with random Blind
Pure Nature Forces changing and rearranging the original disposition and
combination and configuration of the pebbles, car tires, buildings, the
floor, the weed on a side, the color of the old house, the road, the
cracks, you name it, the carpet, the old TV set in the basement, the old
cracks on the old computer of the 1980s in the Attic, etc.
Will Power Forces and the Natural Laws of Physics forces are one and the
same, all random, quirky, without any task or goal or result, it
doesn't matter Who or What did it, who cares, what matters is that it is
useless, vain, just a pretty picture, just something to remind us of
how useless and vain and insignificant we all are, especially our fights
and Functions and Tasks and Intentionalities and Will Powers, etc.
engine of a new machine is the mountain and forest and your backyard
all having a precise function and all being a precise gadget in a
complex intractable and impossible to understand machine with trillions
of pieces all interacting, the grass blade, the pebble, the mountain
top, the rocks under a mountain, the 16 rocks under a certain point in
space on the mountain and in the ocean and such...
THE APE HAS SPOKEN ONCE AGAIN