Against Transparency: On Art as a Leisure-Power
Grünmeister Thumb observes art as what's done to the advantage of big leisure.
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You found these sentences. Please/Thank you. It is really pleasing to be indexed thus.
It pleases much to accept hot chilis in a cooled sarcophagus of a Pharaoh Akhenaten.
Similarly, it pleases so much now to bestow stenciled finches on a wet saguaro cactus.
The finches are placed there by your very same hands considering me typing all this.
The cactus was rained on by clouds that took some liberties in floating all those miles.
Each mile very far above gray vans, gym plans, gypsum mines, graves & minds, smiles.
Smiles at being lightened here, miles summarily lengthened to their secretest extents.
Because, as you by now have certainly surmised, the clock’s ticks aren’t federal agents.
Because, instead, the tock’s clicks are only the property of time’s maintenance teams.
Maintaining this thus, grandfather is pleased so in you, he rhymes about your dreams.
Our great great aunt turns so slowly in soil circles for you, she in the circus of you, too.
At ease, deposit more snail shells in her pockets, and maybe she’ll make room for you.
* Sentences composed during leisure time, to demonstrate the fruits of a squandering. Title composed during leisure time, to leap logic for no reason.
By the way, Grünmeister Thumb & Co. is not a reader-supported publication, because it has no readers. However, when that changes and an audience niche is discovered beaching itself on its index abroad, online, I will see if I can seduce people into paying me money to keep squandering leisure time for no one’s profit at all, but for our mutual enliveliment or incitement to nonviolent ascension.
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Thank you.
GT, FC, ZB, etc.
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