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There is already sorcery at work in the mirror

Unknown's avatar By Trickstian Shantih October 25, 2014 Leave a comment
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Trickstian Shantih

Founder

Shanthia, Kosmologic Ilitérature

School of Thought

Animism, Arrivism

Order

Esoteric-Surreal, Self-Tortured Genius

Transgressive Vaudeville

Styles

New-Wave, Novelty, Stream-of-consciousness, Collage, Simulacra, F(r)iendly Pop-Culture Ilitérature, Clone Age Realism ism ism ism

Chronotope

Contemporary

Techne

Auratic Proximity

Skill

Lady Dada, Gaga-Trickster-Baba, Yoga-Yoda-Yaga strap-on inborn anarchetype

Urmoods

Gleeful. Passionate. Manic. Distraught. Playful. Freewheeling. Exuberant. Knotty. Literate. Ambitious. Self-Indulgent. Whimsical. Mischievous. Ubiquitous. Brittle. Sardonic. Unsettling. Fractured. Quirky. Brooding. Earnest. Ironic. Messy. Witty. Silly. Erratic. Confrontational. Humorous. Provocative. Idealistic/Nihilistic. Wistful. Plaintive. Reflective. Reckless. Naive. Ramshackle. Trippy. Lively. Uncompromising. Insular. Conservative/Self-Destructive. Eerie Hypnotic. Sparkling. Self-Conscious. Self-Resurrected. Shiny. Sensual. Joyous. Stately. Intense. Detached. Volatile.

Trickstian Shantih is also Dulcele de Mussolini

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About Trickstian Shantih

Nous sommes en présence du déraillment d'une locomotive surmenée. Isidore Ducasse, auguste Comte de Lautréamont

Bubblesracy against Daemoncracy. It’s not all g(r)eek to me.

I came myself into beeing being a being from a working class family. I can't be a middle-class and hipster because I'm not a bee mobile and bourgeois creative and also because I've always felt myself a part of an extraterrestrial alien. Quote Søren Kierkegaard. My favorite man and poet is Monsieur Charles Baudelaire who was a con aristocrat and a real pioneer and space colonist nor an artful bohemian literati and not a fuzzy (post)modernist. I also think that Salinger was mad. He's my favorite telekinetic writer though. Like the relentless fury of the pounding waves in the infinite ocean of samsara I consider myself an auteurist visionary and an avantgardist god-like. I extract the eternal from the ephemeral and every now and then I have big stream-of consciousness selves compulsive dandyhiccuped Gandhiccuped crises. And I believe Michael Jackson and E.T. are happy in Heaven. They have a lot of trip master monkeys together and their names are humorously baptized Darwin Dollies and they are all naturally pro-life. They seminally wrote together a philosophical book where they dispersed both and both into the abstract and real a conundrum question about human sexual naturae: Do human clones dream of Dolly sheep? And their favorite band is the archaic R.E.M. and they rapid eye movement believe that hope lies in the proles. Mine is guided by voices and my Zen Mother Hen is Mr. Robert Pollard.
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Comments Forum:

It's too idiotic to be schizophrenic. Carl Jung It is clear that the world is purely parodic, in other words, that each thing seen is the parody of another, or is the same thing in a deceptive form. Georges Bataille The Real Utopia is the Real Dystopia. Cristian Necşulescu Off with Their Heads! The Red Queen

The End

The world was digitalized in a culture Xeroxed in an infinite number of copies.

Cuvânt Înainte

Cu cât înhami mai mulţi cai, cu atât totul merge mai repede - dar nu la smulsul de blocuri din pavaj, ceea ce este imposibil,ci la ruperea frâielor, şi astfel călătoria va fi liberă şi voioasă. Franz Kafka

Borderline…

Now all my tales are based on the fundamental premise that common human laws and interests and emotions have no validity or significance in the vast cosmos-at-large. To me there is nothing but puerility in a tale in which the human form – and the local human passions and conditions and standards – are depicted as native to other worlds or other universes. To achieve the essence of real externality, whether of time or space or dimension, one must forget that such things as organic life, good and evil, love and hate, and all such local attributes of a negligible and temporary race called mankind, have any existence at all. Only the human scenes and characters must have human qualities. These must be handled with unsparing 'realism', ('not' catch-penny 'romanticism') but when we cross the line to the boundless and hideous unknown – the shadow-haunted 'Outside' – we must remember to leave our humanity and terrestrialism at the threshold. (HP. Lovecraft - SL 2.150)

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