Unknown worlds.
©M.
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“Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find THE OTHERS”
– Dr Timothy Leary
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“Welcome to the most ancient conspiracy on the planet. We’ve gone for so long now that we don’t remember what we were doing, but we don’t want to stop because we have nothing better to do.” - Fire Elemental
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"Stick apart is more fun when we do it together." - St. Mae
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“Shanghaied into nano-devolutionary journey, Blood Electric junkies become the theatre of quantum war of genes, metaphysically manipulated by unthinkable carnage of sodomite rape virus that splices into our species’ code matrix mesh and disgracefully rapes it into catastrophic cellular zombie extermination. Designed for the dubious purpose of intoxicating pleasure pulling towards self-destruction, Blood Electric biotechnology is produced exclusively by Sato Corporation automatons. The intended effect is textual overdose.” - Dr Piotr Bockowski
Her body was electric, while her mind was ecstasy.
Interdimensional Clown Collective - Medea with her children - 15-07-2024
Source: Glitch artists collective - Facebook
LET THE FREAK SPEAK!
Look at me!
Your eyes trace the jagged lines of my skin,
the scars etched across my face.
Disgust flickers in your gaze.
Pity, too.
But don’t stop there.
Look closer, there is more to feed your craving for oddities.
See the face growing on my head, altering the shape of my cranium.
That’s disgusting, isn’t it?
It’s repulsive. You love it.
But you think I am the weird one.
Perhaps.
But I am more.
For centuries you have called us “freaks.”
We are the stars of the show—the unnaturals, the curiosities.
We put on your Freak Show.
They parade us, twisted and malformed, before gaping crowds.
Our deformities became your entertainment.
You laugh, you gasp, you point.
And we dance, pull faces, and make you feel better about yourselves.
Now, here I am.
Not on a stage, but on your screen.
Challenging your gaze.
Provoking your discomfort.
Why?
Because I am not just a spectacle.
I am a mirror.
Reflecting your fears, your own biases.
You see, my disfigurement is not my burden.
It’s yours.
So, let me amuse you.
Let me make you squirm.
Feel the unease.
Pulling faces like a clown.
How can I be so playful despite my ugly condition?
Question your assumptions.
Because when you look away,
when you scroll to the next video, I remain.
An embodiment of resilience.
An emblem of defiance.
An act of disturbance.
And perhaps, just perhaps, a catalyst for change.
Who will stand before the flood?
Who will mop up all the blood?
Christy Lee Rogers (US, 1972)
“Ranzetta” 2009. Siren series
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