ARP – THE WORKS OF ARIEL RIVEROS PAVEZ

Field theory of the senses. autotheory: noumenology of psychosis, chronesthesia as pre-diagnostic association prose, poetry

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  • Dividing Range

    If we weren’t divided then we would be unobservable if we weren’t unitable then love and loyalty would stop this “we” applies to me and reflections, work, relations nations, lovers Neapolitan ice cream, chemical processes and the naivete of Russellian… Continue reading

  • Anatomic Numbers

    If the body was a mass equation then it occupies the field of the denominator Its affect separated by the vinculum or solidus The smaller the numerator the larger the diversity of denominator then the scarcer the percent unguaranteed from… Continue reading

  • Settlement

    In the Coogee Immigrant Barracks some arrived of a time and history that by view was more than different the stories, wars and angers accounted as negligible in the settlement “Oh yes, another story, Oh no, that is terrible…” The histories,… Continue reading

  • Society of Language

    ‘Is’, is my sister ‘the’, my mother and father ‘there’ is my brother my lover is ‘of’ and I is ‘peaks’ and ‘lake like pores’ me is ‘inside’ you is ‘my gratitude’ a friend is ‘between’ a confidante is ‘statement’… Continue reading

  • "When I am alone…"

    When I am alone for many years the voice of people whisked away the epistrophe of their entreaties do not escape me the planets by radial circuitry hum and integrate the calls to return by broadcasts heard solely by not… Continue reading

  • Diasporosis (in construction)

    An animal gasp diving into a chemistry of waves sweat through light prism secret carnival of flowers a forest blazing with signal parallax totality vulcan commons sonar ellipsis -osis vital sickness osm- mei- mit- lava nonagon shoes equal creating a collapse… Continue reading

  • A Memory Map

     Impatience to finish responsibilities is the sour nectar to panic this refrain dissonates the memory of myself as a child therefore… the chronos line to youth I do not walk down memory lane but leap to the boy I was the mnemic… Continue reading

  • Poet Heart

    A bridge and four chambers choir by memory sing the flowing centre of ready life exchange blood forgotten by a man muscle language of stratus smile on the surface necessity of  resignation to world of differences navigator’s embassy open for… Continue reading

  • Universe as child at play

    Seed of laughter broadcast through time in the beginning, O laughter painted to the edges to end however as hot chuckle red silver disappearing coloratura kelvins’ temperatura fish on Friday weekend snores to thunder your part my happy Kid No-one Continue reading

  • Ode to Alan Jones

    A little drop of poison for the popular emetic Pavlov’s formula for radio trenchfoot in mouth bringing out the best bastard Bluster like a hot cyclone public speaker but in private the snobbery of owning your gardeners Property rights wrath… Continue reading