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JaZon Project | The New Sexual Order

Rectal Aquarius

Excerpt from Episode 2

 Early concert for a bunch of bourgeois

Let's go to the chart! A pass to the board and I wedge - ass - Renault, in my Clio. The approximate rebus is a formatting of my feelings: Recto verso salutes you well; rectal ver sale ... nothing but a long anal and sometimes musical poetry. Where are you going? You are leaving. You're right, we're always killed by our education in the end. Help me, please! Did I get caught up in school yesterday? You're making a mistake, girl, girl; but I'll get even. In your little cage, Saint Louis hangs you by the head. Don't be afraid of being deformed, aesthetics is a pass for mediocrity. It looks like. It says: it's beautiful. It ensures that you don't see anything in depth. The ugliness of pure aestheticism is the contentment of the mediocre. I am literature; nothing could be uglier. I am words in cascades. Go fuck yourself in... Come on. You look like you want to tell me something. What do you want to teach me? I already know the pain of schools; it's their walls themselves. I am the only one who sees them; stuffed and unstuffed animalsThe seagulls hanging over the carpet. Alone to see them. Civilized man hunted down by anything that reminds you of your animality, except when your animality is refined again. Live oil and gold bars. I am laughing. I choose my context and judge human groups. Man pregnant with myself, Pregnant. My turn tomorrow. The Labyrinth opens its doors; it is up to me not to leave. The mother-man takes hold of me at my centre. I am within the hard womb. My thoughts become songs. I write like the son of the devil; I yearn for the fire that consumes me. In the fire, the firemen burn me; char me. As a runaway slave, I would live in the peaks; I had become black, I become brown nigga. You demand to understand; you get annoyed; you want to apply your sagacious logic to me; only the incoherence is in you; you are not able to think the next day what you said the day before; look at yourself and the weakness of your demands The beautiful duo; I declare you united to yourself for life and by the sacred bonds of mediocrity. You have my beautiful addiction.

Christophe Imbs and David Noir | JaZon Project | Rectal Aquarius | Capture d'screenshot
Christophe Imbs and David Noir | JaZon Project | Rectal Aquarius | Screenshot

Other episodes of Project JaZon

Rectal Aquarius | ? Life you lose ? The New Testis

Conception, text, interpretation: David Noir | Improvised music: Christophe Imbs

Project JaZon, the new sexual order | Rectal Aquarius | Visual © Filifox - Philippe Savoir
Project JaZon, the new sexual order | Rectal Aquarius | Visual © Filifox - Philippe Savoir