Everything is a cut up.
Some character named Burroughs said something like:
"When you cut into the present, the future leaks out."
Tea leaf interpretations of text haphazardly arranged as an amalgamation of disparate sources jumbled together into a pot of gumbo that we serve to the blind idiot who is reclining in a hammock strung between our occipital cortex and our left dorso-lateral frontal lobe. Within the repulsive disarray of randomization do we find a glimpse of actuality. Where the concrete solidity of seeming surrender to seriousness becomes inimical to reason, brutally skinning it alive with Occam's box-cutter. A ritual of excruciating discomfort where we vow allegiance to the surrealistic solipsism of surrendipitous shit-baggery. Control anticipates the improbable while confusion precipitates clarity.
See also: bibliomancy, kledon
These things are all connected, you know.
http://www.infictive.com/eyes/cutupGen.php
The following 106 pages are in this category, out of 106 total.