cosmic dys𝔭𝔢𝔭𝔰𝔦a & divine excrement
A tangled and excrementitious tale of how Pepsi Cola prophesied its invention, in the 1890s, through the writing of Milton’s Paradise Lost, during the 1660s. Discover how the bowel movements of the unfortunate poet augur the unleashing of fizzing beverage from the great internal fountains of the earth.
Traced via the occultural story of cola’s secret alchemical provenance, and imbricated with awareness of the fundamental dynamics of techonomic capitalisation, the entwined history of sugar and fizzy drinks here dovetails into the obscurities of Reformation theology and its complete re-invention of Time itself.
Throughout, we discover how the act of creation itself is a bowel movement.
Many believe Milton’s heterodoxy lies in making Satan the protagonist of his poem… This is only the beginning.
The Myth of the Politics-to-Come
by Amy Ireland
EXPLAIN THE OUTSIDE TO ME OR I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU! DON’T DUMB IT DOWN INTO SOME VAGUE SHIT! EXPLAIN THE OUTSIDE TO ME RIGHT NOW OR I’LL LITERALLY FUCKING KILL YOu! WHAT THE FUCK IS ACCELERATIONISM? WHAT THE FUCK IS A TRANSCENDENTAL WALL? DON’T DUMB IT DOWN OR I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU.
by Jacob Reber
‘And we shall reign on the internet.’ The arcane art of technomystical stratification.