#just this meaningless real aestheticised death. a load of flies that didn't want to be made into art. a load of flies' bodies
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shellcollector · 7 years ago
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Why are cat purrs so great? It never gets old that they make this fantastic sound! I feel like I should have got to a stage in both life and cat ownership where I can act all Cool about this but no! I’m still like !!! every time.
#apropos of nothing#I'm having an Evening pals. basically sad about like.... the punisher and the brutalisation of people and militarism and also the fact that#flies die. all the time. and I don't want to kill them but my flatmate puts a fly trap out and I'm not in a position to veto this given the#total reasonableness of not wanting flies on your food#and there are dead flies on the roller blind which lev keeps trying to kill but I feel a bit ashamed every time I talk about them all casual#oh yes I say there are some squashed dead flies on the roller blind -- not on purpose -- I suppose they got trapped there#when I rolled the blind up#over a number of occasions#and that's how it is#I went to see the Damien Hirst retrospective some years ago and there was a Black Sun made of dead flies and it was just#like so many hyperbolic things#like looking into hell or like the concept of evil itself#just this meaningless real aestheticised death. a load of flies that didn't want to be made into art. a load of flies' bodies#it reminded me of the artist in Bolano's 'Distant Star' who wants to make Poetry that is Real and Authentic#and so becomes a murderer and a fascist; a propagandist: because those things are Real and you have Changed Things#anyway. flies die. and sometimes this little purring carnivore kills them in his innocence. and I love him#and I wish I could say I loved the flies but I let them be killed and that doesn't look like love to me#okay so you probably didn't expect the tags on this post to be like this.#but purring cats are a thing that is Wonderful even in this world and that's part of what I mean#when I say I never stop being filled with wonder and joy at the sound of him purring and the rattle of his ribs against my hands
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