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| - | “First-ever observations of a live giant squid in the wild” the paper was called, as if ten-year-olds had taken control of the Proceedings of the Royal Society B. First ever. | ||
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| - | The FSRC is the Fundamentalist and Sect-Related Crime Unit. | + | “First-ever observations of a live giant squid in the wild” the paper was called, as if ten-year-olds had taken control of the Proceedings of the Royal Society B. First ever. |
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| - | It’s not so much ‘plausible denial’—that’s not the best strategy these days. It’s more ‘plausibly uninteresting.’ | ||
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| - | That reconstitutive intelligence, | + | The FSRC is the Fundamentalist and Sect-Related Crime Unit. |
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| - | We live,” he said, too flatly for any humour to be audible, “in the epoch of competing ends.” | + | It’s not so much ‘plausible denial’—that’s not the best strategy these days. It’s more ‘plausibly uninteresting.’ |
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| - | And in this world where you now are, everything represents something. Get it? It’s really important you get that. Everything represents something. | + | That reconstitutive intelligence, |
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| - | BUILDINGS SELF-AGGREGATED OUT OF ANGLES AND shade | + | And in this world where you now are, everything represents something. Get it? It’s really important you get that. Everything represents something. |
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| - | INTO SLEEP’S BENTHOS AND DEEPER. A SLANDER THAT THE DEEPEST parts are lightless. There are moments | + | “It’s the ends of the world.” “End |
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| - | What you’re trying to do with planurgy is get things into other spaces, you know? Real things, with edges and surfaces, and all that. With origami you’re still dealing with all that surface area. There’s no cutting, you know? The point is you can unfold it, too. | + | BUILDINGS SELF-AGGREGATED OUT OF ANGLES AND shade |
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| - | Constable. Pre-Steenstrup, so it’s what we call the atramentous epoch. Before we emerged from the ink-cloud. | + | INTO SLEEP’S BENTHOS AND DEEPER. A SLANDER THAT THE DEEPEST parts are lightless. There are moments of phosphor with animal movement. Somatic glimmers, and in this trench of sleep those lights were tiny dreams. |
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| - | Architeuthis | + | What you’re trying to do with planurgy |
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| - | Architeuthis, Mesonychoteuthis, | + | Constable. Pre-Steenstrup, so it’s what we call the atramentous epoch. Before we emerged from the ink-cloud. |
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| - | London was full of dissident | + | Architeuthis is kraken-spawn. Gods are oviparous. Not just our gods, all gods. God-spawn’s everywhere if you know where to look. |
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| - | Theurgic vermin, those once worshipped or still worshipped in secret, those half worshipped, those feared and resented, petty divinities: they infect everybloody-where. The ecosystems of godhead are fecund, because there’s nothing and nowhere that can’t generate the awe on which they graze. | + | Architeuthis, Mesonychoteuthis, unknowns. After all those years of silence. They’re rising. |
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| - | “You | + | London was full of dissident gods. Why? Well they have to live somewhere. A city living in its own afterlife. Why not? |
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| - | unfamiliarly verbed | + | Theurgic vermin, those once worshipped or still worshipped in secret, those half worshipped, those feared and resented, petty divinities: they infect everybloody-where. The ecosystems of godhead are fecund, because there’s nothing and nowhere that can’t generate the awe on which they graze. |
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| - | A Tibetan Book of the Dead by the Bhagavad Gita, by two or three Qur’ans, testaments old and new, arcana and Aztec theonomicons. Krakenlore. Cephalopod folklore; biology; humour; art and oceanography; | + | “You have to persuade |
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| - | He read the names Dickins and Jelliss, Alice Chess. A spread about mutant versions of the game with arcane rules, bishops and pawns given strange powers, transmogrified pieces called saurians, torals and anti-kings, and one called a kraken. The “universal leaper” was usually thought the most powerful piece, he read, as it could go from where it was to any other square on the board. But it was not. Kraken was. Kraken = universal leaper + zero, he read, = universal sleeper. It could move to any square including the one it was already on. Anywhere including nowhere. | + | unfamiliarly verbed |
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| - | You can’t see the future, there’s no such thing. It’s all bets. You’ll never get the same answer from two seers. But that doesn’t mean either of them’s wrong. | + | A Tibetan Book of the Dead by the Bhagavad Gita, by two or three Qur’ans, testaments old and new, arcana and Aztec theonomicons. Krakenlore. Cephalopod folklore; biology; humour; art and oceanography; |
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| - | ANY MOMENT CALLED NOW IS ALWAYS FULL OF POSSIBLES. | + | You can’t see the future, there’s no such thing. It’s all bets. You’ll never get the same answer from two seers. But that doesn’t mean either of them’s wrong. |
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| - | Fortune-telling was quantum betting, a competitive scrying of variably likely outcomes. That variation, the disagreements, | + | ANY MOMENT CALLED NOW IS ALWAYS FULL OF POSSIBLES. |
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| - | Entomonomicon | + | A flattening of the dark, coming up out of dark. Beggaring perspective. |
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| - | “Oh no, there’s certainly something | + | Fortune-telling was quantum betting, a competitive scrying of variably likely outcomes. That variation, the disagreements, |
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| - | They were not beings, precisely, not from where most Londoners stood, but derived functions that thought themselves beings. | + | “Oh no, there’s certainly something to it. The difficult thing is working out exactly what.” |
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| - | metropolitopoiesis | + | The man’s dead. And the man at the other end only thinks he’s the same man. He ain’t. He only just got born. He’s got the other’s memories, yeah, but he’s newborn. That Enterprise, they keep killing themselves and replacing themselves with clones of dead people. That is some macabre shit. That ship’s full of Xerox copies of people who died. |
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