|Image from sculptural fresco on covered jar, 9/28/11, 10x11x5|
They thought it man, center of the universe before Copernicus, (that once called all in doubt), but a transmodern returns him to the center. New philosophy displaces evolution with gene experiments, god with immorality (oops, immortality), dignity of rights with alien precedence and worse. To that new world where golden Shiners would come, each article would new correspond with its byproduct, to coin it urinary speech and should philosophy excrete, and perspiration art, science a gall stone, government blood, new drugs too will roll, new gods with mescaline and DMT, and sex, how many brand names you got? This Ordo odoratum, rolls out obesity to wheel the patient off, still eating of course, since "if they don't eat they will die." We rely on consumption for national growth and jobs. Fast food makes them addicts with the food. The new woman of this New Order's ambition will weigh 1800 pounds. The fetish of obesity porn, diet, drugs and art we know, but not education, which is upcoming in brain implants, and literature. We hoped to set lit right with Ooks and Orks, but who knew you would read this. The text changes from day to day. To quote Shakespeare, there's mud in your eye at the bottom of the frontispage here .
There is a hazard to the new World Order greater than the medieval corresponds where every planetary hair has human dress. Profound the sun its heart, kohlrabi its vegetable, gold its mineral, Brussels its city, Guam its country. When not the man, a woman lay on her side as Europe, her head Logres Britain, a breast in France, a hand in Italy, Byzantium her navel, the Caucasus her buttocks, Jerusalem below, then "her Chin / Ore past; and the straight Hellespont between / the Sestos and Abydos of her breasts (Donne, "Love's Progress"), bogs, barrens, white cliffs, lowlands: buttocks, hands and chin. The symbolic world maps of (Andrea Bianco, 1436) put Jerusalem at the center of this globe. Faithful to geography, "we love the Centrique part," says Donne (Elegy xviii). "Spherical, like a globe. I could find out countries in her" (Comedy of Errors).