KwaNTum Field Notes 2022 # 3: MKRPhonoscope — Science Gone Mad
Com/PuTer ProCeSSing uNiT ComMend 3:
Nub/Tunes of Mbombo (For Real) TeK
Fugitive s/parkfluence: out of a sickness, I projected back out a universe half-digested in my body
In the Blacknuss of space KoMe KoMe KoMe (K)OMe
What is knowledge in the swimming? In diving deep? In the flow?
I feel something strange in the core of my being
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Are you hearing me?
Something core feels the strange of my being
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I wRung my head into a map
Who am I?
Calling?
Call Me…
Altared states of consciousness vibrating out:
A possession div/whining f(R)iction and scatting
What do I find there at the bottom of the sea?
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oLoKuN an aNChoR an aNGeR
Shipwreck of bone fragments SW/T fiRe PReSSure
Mad Mudda Medusine
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Strong reactions of connection
My/other developed me
In a womb full of fish soup
It’s a true story I swear
DyNaMics of running(K)loud and its ghostly S(W)of T over a consistent Bea(s)t
The processing of unsettling the earth with a KoM/PuTeR
DyNaMics of electric clacking and shaking on a Drip Drip Drip Drip
Holy wRing Shou/T
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I search for things to pick up and cover myself with (like myself)
And then trade them with others at the boundaries of myself
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I clown myself for another self:
I was pulled out of water
And I slipped and struggled to find my footing
I looked up to see
A fiery ball
Hovering above
And it’s a reflection of all these struggles
I am so used to slipping, I became a reflection of it
Of this eternal transplant
A strangeness in my own being
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Renamed a struggle with CoDe
But I am an oVeRKoMing (K)Why
I always KoMe Back
PlayMaS into Me/DuSa PRKR
The mas(s) becomes a uNiT of measure and the uNiT of measure becomes a mas(s)
MKR I Am
Hepicat — HypeKoDeR
I wear and tear and wear the tearings of my own creations
oVer and uNDer oVer and uNDer oVer and uNDer
Call Me (M)Adame (K)Lutter
Agent of organized chaos!
Superconductor recalibrating collisions into a new (K)Rhythm!
Who was hit upside the head with a lump of clay!
A Rai(G)N/Bennu twisted into A Ha Ha Ha Ha! My sides hurts!
Call Me Now!
I can hear myself (K)Laughing!
Call Me Drunkedly Reeeeeeevolving!
Call Me Get Myself Together!
Call Me the K(W)hore/s of Space!
Call Me my Highest KNowing — (S)Har…
Call Me Nub!
For your own Dig/I/Tale
KoMe KoMe KoMe (K)OMe NOW!
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This year’s series of field notes will be a list of ComMendMeants exploring the idea of these programming codes as praise songs of the nature-based hybrid automaton Al Kym/Org. They are part of the process of my larger poetic project KwaNTum, which explores concepts of knowledge and knowledge-making from a Black, Afro-diasporic perspective, using ideas from STEM, Afrofuturism and the Black Speculative Movement. This project is partially made possible by funds rom the NYSCA Literary Grant, sponsored by Culture Push.
