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Through Headphones

everything sounds better through headphones--- every succulent morsel of music drips from the wires lodged in the ears or packed tight against the head, sometimes completely encapsulating our ears, hell, boxing our whole heads into our own personal listening studio everywhere we go, at most times of the day--- one imagines that Nietzsche, who died 10 years too early to experience the wonder of Baldwin’s invention, would have never even got up to piss & would have rather stayed listening to his favorite melodies while pumping out work until his heart stopped in his chest (no doubt from the thumping timpani) & the conversation between the two, had they been of roughly the same age, living in the same area, might have brought out Nietzsche’s own insistence that “god is dead,” whilst Baldwin’s mormonism would have made Nietzsche ask him just exactly how someone could invent such an interesting & important cultural tool on the one hand, while living a lifestyle established by a man who swore that he was given golden plates of revelation & seer stones by an “angel” who amidst other things, insists upon the vivacious tour of the Americas by that special fictional character, post-resurrection & the need to sport magical undergarments throughout one’s life, but then the wasting of all his money that came from this wonderful invention on the lds, subsequently going bankrupt & finally spending two years in prison at McNeil should have brought it all home.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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