- Goran Bregović & Kayah - Spij kochanie, spij (Sleep, my dearest, sleep) - (audio) - 1999 -

1. So everything begins from the irremediability of our physiological condition: this matter not used by our ingenious bodily machine becomes fluid through conduits connected to the bladder. Small holding room before expulsion. When the level of liquid to be expelled reaches the required limit, a sensation is then produced for us to open the decontamination valves. A powerful torrent then ejects from the main pipe.

Dark corridor and neon lights flash their dissatisfaction at not functioning as well. Absolutely lit toilets. Black walls. White toilets and sinks. Everything is clean. Everything is perfect.
You hear someone behind one of the doors.
Paper-ass noises. Hunt drawn. Door opens. Person looking scared comes out. Seeing you, he's going to wash his hands. He is nervous. He goes out.
You don't really understand his state but you tell yourself that he was probably disappointed by his expulsion.

You find yourself facing a urinal.
You take out the gear.
You hear the hallway door open. Footsteps are moving towards the toilet. You close the valves.

It's then that your testicles - from the Latin 'testis', which means 'witness' - look surprised: footsteps coming, insecure retention? No, the gear explained to them: it's a form of respect towards others: I thus mark the fact that I actually feel their presence: it's a sort of virile nod of the head as a sign of greeting: a pause so that others know that they exist in your eyes. Nothing to do with a lack of charisma or confidence. Acute urinary retention, cystitis or confusion with the sexual context? No, a form of respectful interaction with others.
You don't hear any more footsteps.

2. You then say to yourself: God created us in his image.

According to induction, if we create life through the same conduit which also serves us to discharge what we consider to be waste, then God created us from the same conduit which also serves to create what we consider to be waste. being shit, evil, trash etc...

you have this sudden thought because you want to pass the time.
You say to yourself “however”.
However, what we consider waste for our body is not waste for other entities: the earth appropriates it without problem to create its flora. And we feed on this flora.
Waste is volatile and ephemeral. Evil or shit with a capital A is just this perspective of reduction that we can very well remove from our brains. The negative vibe of a skull may very well become the norm for said skull. But if you change your perspective – which you can do with the snap of a finger – you will no longer see negativity: this is the power of your consciousness. It is the power of God to think what is and to be what He thinks in a timeless way: no distance of time between thought and existence. Your 'Self' is in the image of God. But God is only a 'Me' translated by language. The opposite perspective to that of negativity is that of egolux (or if you like, of the anhypoteton/hupokeimenon which is Beauty according to Plato).

You have finished.
You put the gear back where it lives.

You don't wash your hands: no one is there to see if you will do it or not. You say to yourself: I should write this kind of bullshit one day.

Who am I ?


*February 15, 2024