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l’oreille entend le son

assume le bras

au dessous du sol

la réveille du monde qui enchaîne le canard qui s’envol le matin

est-ce que tu penses encore au maquillage ou bien des mots qui reste dans ta tête?

je pourris dans la lumière de la vieillesse

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garden of vanished pleasures please come back next year

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Lips of a fool

Steadfast tresspass

Before the day passes away like chaff

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Lightning rod gas station and the experience of an accident

To be valiant means to be possessing or showing courage and determination, to fight against odds for the greater or smaller good. The word charger on the other hand, is today mostly associated with something you would plug your device into if it was close to running out of battery and you needed to make sure you still were able to buy cryptocurrency and/or post on twitter. It has however, in the past, meant a type of horse ridden by a knight and used specifically for the act of charging in battle. A valiant charger therefore could mean a number of things including but not limited to; a charging device that you really needed in a moment when you were worried your phone was gonna die before you could buy more Ethereum, a traditional Sir Galahad type of knight in an ancient, almost imagined, allegedly historical world, or most familiarly, a two- door hardtop coupe introduced by Chrysler Australia in 1971. According to the Internet Movie Car Database (IMCDB), the Valiant Charger has appeared 79 times in film and television from the years 1971-2017. The same year of the Charger’s introduction, it made an appearance in the Australian TV series Matlock Police, which focussed on the crime and police of the rural Victorian town of Matlock. In 2015, the Charger would feature again in Mad Max: Fury Road, a film known worldwide for its strange cars.

The cultural perception of the car must have taken on some sort of malicious (opposite of valiant) character during the 70s and 80s, since it seemed to feature heavily in the perverse consciousness of contemporary Australian and international film and literature. The Cars that ate Paris (1974), Mad Max (1979) and Dead End Drive in (1986) are all examples of Australian film that combines a specific type (to varying degrees) of pseudo-punk-Australian-gothic aesthetics focused around cars and their wreckage. The gore involved in a car crash (both organic and machinic) functions as the central aesthetic curiosity in all of three of these films, framing the car, its destruction, and the subsequent death as a sick fascination around which fictional (sub)cultures are based.  

Cars, knights, and crypto-currency aren’t the only things in this (flat) world, there are also video games. Specifically, and most importantly World of Warcraft (WoW). In the WoW universe there are knights, but there aren’t any cars. The money used in the game is not only digital but fictional, so could possibly be called pseudo-crypto, although that might be really reaching. There are many types of knights in Wow but the most interesting to me are the type that ride Mechano-Hogs, which are a type of three wheeled motorbike that look a bit like they could’ve been built by some of the characters in any of the movies mentioned before. Depending on the type of character you choose to play as, your Mechano-Hog-mounted-knight could be considered a valiant charger, provided you choose to only fight against odds for the greater or smaller good.

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The first of that which calls to mind the recurring thought of its inevitable makings is in fact simply something that can’t be touched or heard. Those that don’t quite know it yet still try and locate its permanence in the underflow of the garden, its blue beginning still unsure of whether it’s this or that. Seemingly quietly, something sounds that makes you think that maybe you’d guessed it all wrong and it had called you to discern the chance that this could be when, which and how you might go beyond the fallow fields.

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Lovely lace and filthy with laughter 

Memories in the garden of ever-mentioned beauty and its quixotic awakening

Incomparable possibility spurned forth by the venus flytrap 

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The image will always come first but will simultaneously always be coded and understood through language. To read a word is to engage in a coded image. To explain the function of an image is to codify an experience of something which cannot be codified but is also unable to be explained without an attempt at such due to the solipsistic nature of vision. An extralingual understanding of an image is only possible to an individual and relies on language to be shared. Synchronous, alinguistic, mutual appreciation of an image is possible only through value judgements based on a previous understanding of other images, thereby codifying it in an image-language. 

The initial interpretation of an image (or other visual media) is not predicated on language until it needs to be further extrapolated, allowing for an explanation of its context and function outside of its limited communicative possibility inherent in its pre-linguistic form. In that sense, an image can be completely understood as per its beholder until its aesthetic potential needs to be communicated to another (who may or may not be directly viewing it). 

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List

Aeolian earth 

Rare earth 

Pure is another atmosphere, its emptiness osseous 

A constant, a contribution, telekinesis 

First day on earth 

Magnetist amnesiac 

Lightning rod gas station 

Valiant electric, aeolian waves 

Oceanic waterslide

Against the edges of the cityskin 

Your tubular umwelt 

When flooded follow fields 

Aphysical fields, fluorescent roots

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harmony by choice

when flooded follow

the overgrown cobblestone 

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visualising the sound in your head

of the scraping on the roadrocks

punished by blindness

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flying out of the bone at lightspeed 

the marrow 

ticking the inside that you can’t touch 

red and white bloodcells like plastic bottles knocking 

against the edges of the cityskin 

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the brickblocks

bodywater dripping from the roof 

sweetsmoke until you cant breathe 

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rhythmic sleepsounds 

like bombs going off hundreds away 

the dryskin flaps in the loudwind

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“Our culture is anti-hand; it thinks it’s better to work with your head. Everybody aspires to go to college, so they don’t have to work with their hands, yet hands are a source of intelligence. You divorce yourself from a part of your intelligence without them. To work with disembodied hands is perfect; you have all the intelligence, but don’t submit to the sentimentality that says handmade is more valuable. The “maker’s movement” is not sentimental…” - Richard Tuttle

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the rocktoffee sizzles in the sun

taking notes on how you walk

underneath are many eels