Hylopathic Salon Events, to be held here At 85A Redchurch St London E2 in the 1st floor function room of the historic Dolphin pubic house. For dates email@example.com
Reconfiguring from within sentience - neuroscience - object oriented ontology - speculative realism - post humanism - quantum entanglement.... Hylopathy and/or Hylozoism re-emerge with eerie relevance... explorations are under way.
The unfelt panpsychist transcranial digital hylozomb image stimulation replinoid paradigmatic cyberchosis shift agency unfoldment order analogy apparatus things.
Smell radio will soon be broadcast to your home. Methods of delivery are being tested, but in the meantime through hylopathic psycho-infusion, which is:
1. close your eyes
2. imagine the notes and sonic textures to a song,
3. attach in your mind a scent to each of these,
4. let them pass by in time.
You will have created your first smell song.
We are light-hearted. It is normal.
The only thing to solve is the problem, which then only leaves the thing.
Take Part In This Song
i was asked if i would like to take part in making this song,
it's easy they said, just pretend to make up the words as you go along,
they told me, there's no worries, we’d be fine, we’d get along,
i listened, and now, i wish it would never end,
perhaps i could just tell someone, maybe a friend,
it feels like i’m in a documentary,
to see all those moments close up and hairy,
i remember hearing this once before,
i just cant remember why or what for,
i heard it once, twice, perhaps even more,
when i think about it i start to ascend,
but they wont tell me how much longer before the song will end,
it feels like a memory but i cant be sure,
i think i heard it once, twice, perhaps even more,
i made up the words like they asked me,
but it seems they all just swipe past me,
each time i watch it, it plays on my mind,
a song with no reason only a rhyme.