Kings of the Pentagon

Kings of the Pentagon

The Home asylums of Bordeaux, Uniontown and Maricopa understand what Hawthorne meant. Ecclesiastical, governmental leadership filled waste barrels at the gates. Collected by trash giants,  arms raised higher than their heads, would chant, “The donkeys are rich in order to carry the poor.” They thought the missing head could supply the brain epolitics if everyone chanted along. Not all the heads were missing, some were merely unfound, from those experiments injecting Kirk and McCoy. As Kurk Wold said over at renegade science, the program god would do no good: "you have seen many things, but pay no attention; your ears are open, but you hear nothing."  How could they hear? Disturb the populacho? The future Washington raised to Zeus said this:

Viva, father of our hood,

you certainly make a noble god.

Black paintings of flagellants lined the streets of Washington and Rome in 2016 (where Rome used to be anyway) and sank into the walls. Only the width of a small stroke in the left parietal cortex constituted consciousness. Was it a violin or a cello that fell from Van Gogh's head? Hearing they would not, nor seeing see. This violent yoking of dissimiliars made more blood than rain.  The favors of war gave apocalypse to hybrid cannonballs where heads breached the wall, bringing populachos and robots to the fore. The third king of the Pentagon stamped his foot. He sang like an old VCR:

Long live King Pentagon,

Death to Io! No?

The Heads chanted MMO, MMO, MMO (Many Made One). Shaman priests wrung hands. Dr. Franke spoke to the Psychologists at Vacaville of that first encounter with the gods. Neptunes legalized drugs to even the odds even before Anectine Head programmers made two in one.  Don’t think such things go unnoticed, resemblances of the unlike, occult encounters marketed by the Agency in a search for the divine afflatus. Pop presidents and hob celebrities played golf. Macabres swam where no one had before – but all that war is nebulous. You can paint as large a canvas with Napoleon as with Van Gogh. We would not be blamed if only the heads were displayed. He that is washed needs not save to wash his feet.

Kingship epolitics knelt to submit. The guns never fired as long as hands were raised. Robespeare flew out of the Pentagon, black letters written in carbide round his head from  flames in the caves.

Allegra del Fuego! 

Quinta del sordo!

Bodies laid out house to house showed their works done in the flesh. Then they were hung on the walls. Each prisoner martyr was a sambenito, "blessed bag," reverse chasuble painted with  their burning. When the bodies were gone sambenitos hung like multicarbon bats. The great Pentagon himself descended from these conversos. But these ilusas could not medicate the Pentagon's fears. With such chant the state raised a hand, raised the head. Cabezas de paisaje they called. Washington looked all general reaching up to span a  bridge. There were several poses. Another was dancing with a foot raised. Another leaned upon the mantelpiece with a recon cello. Buried in Bordeaux,  reburied in Madrid, recursos rereburied again. Under Santa Maria de la Florida, but missing the skull, sambenitos enshrined Van Gogh's First Head. The second was in the Air Park. Such sites elude geography. Truth is better for torturers than their prey. As for the  dead they were the landscape. To end these tauromachies of Kubler-Ross's five stages they ran down the sides. “Any trauma makes you think of worse: sets the mind worrying and fantasizing about what else might be your lot.” You hear the heart beat purify.

These things the first three kings of Pentagon fought for eighteen years. They produced the Five Disasters called the freedom wars. Clanton, Bushinski and Le Bommb, with still one to come. Popular calamities burned a new Reichstag in the brain. No one Disaster was as detailed as that given Van Gogh's head, reconstituted at gunpoint, brought up to date. His brain's color shift produced the yellow period, haloes around lights.  Xanthopsia propaganda fooled our seizures to create mass mind more beautiful and soft than any moth / With burring furred antennae feeling its huge path." That was in Weimar''s Childhood End.  New gravities from old escaped the master past. Tristes presentimientos. We escaped, took flight.

in Emanations VI , June 2017

The Science of Kurk Wold

Whether or not Wold is a relocated identity becomes a question only because the two, and more, share botanical science and art as covalents, Kurk and Kurt, not to confuse. But also suppose a superpositional character of the deep web that can be in more than one place at a time. Many places, many faces, each labeled a Kurk, to cover the bases, a Kirk Wold, and a Norwegian Kurk Wold, married to Petra Wold in the 1900 census, currently a farmer who develops Seeds for Northern Climes, as well as the artist of Kinetic sculpture, Kurt Wold, known as the bicycle head banger. These and other writings diffused about the understate, as Wold's editor mentions, are not limited to Kurk, Kurt, Kirk. Superpositional identities access precognitions of themselves, unknown before the fact, or rather, are known before the fact only if believed. Because if the viewer does not believe the superposition fact, the precognition, then it cannot be proven, since to prove it means to remember it before the fact. If this seems difficult try comparing it to faith, in which many cannot master. You cannot remember before what you never knew, so if the viewer does not store the identity in the memory it ceases to exist right there.

Another background is his profession as a quantum physicist/chemist which keeps shifting from tale to tale, to be compared with those missing microbiologists of urban legend. To include the dead and the missing makes the list longer by far, but to think it stops around 2005 is naive. Let's say though that it stopped being mentioned. Of course Wold's name is not on the list nor indeed do his personal records seem to exist, which suggests they were expunged, or some other diversion. Five were memorialized here. Not ever knowing where he was headed Wold is influenced and backgrounded by Goya, Caligula, Gehry and more Blake than would be believed.

To anybody who persevered through Kurk Wold's Letters, 1, 2, as a kind of pseudo nonfiction of a hundred visions and revisions, three times as much exists in other states hidden on the internet, in the beginning the Severed Head was called BUILDING TRANSHUMAN IMMORTALS revised. It got revised but eventually two electronic interfaces disagreed and it was lost. Somewhere it existed who can doubt? Of the hundred not one remained. A caption in Status of the Soul of the World says: This from the archive of the renegade biophysicist Kurk Wold who disappeared. His papers keep turning up in amazing places as if timed ...
Alternative News 26 Oct 2012

Blurbs give that Kurk Wold worked on the NanoUber AlterBot in prison and underground, which experiments and escapes are a little unbelievable, with the science. These shorthand translations of numerical codes from the Mouser Airpark with its eight unfathomed levels in the Distortion Dome are often in the form of palimpsest.

Fragments of his writing scanned by image include Account of Three Prefaces the Trans Human Paradign Shift, and Why the Investigations of Kurk Wold Were Leaked. We're never really certain whether we have the original papers however since these are edited from translations and shorthand allusion with interpretations of image. An example of this is A Visit of KurkWold, translated from his notes by this author which could only be published as fiction, so was. Wold appears to have been incarcerated three times in private prisons run by corporations, such as in old mines, aboard ships, abandoned hospitals, but without without formal trial. Captives of gulags and their revelation are one part of the Wold story. He accounts some of it in his published letters.Wold called these mummeries EXPERIMENTS OF THE HEAD, meaning by amputation, anything that did not fit ruling assumptions. Another of his monographs, Opiomes, argued America symbolically given to Iraq (meaning Babylon) at the Obama inauguration in Denver, which he calls the Enthronement of ISIS, capitalized to indicate its fulfillment in the founding of the Syrian Caliphate.Wold was held twice, escaped thrice. This exploration of the underworld and the iconic Altar frieze of Gigantomachy are prima facie evidence to him of the giant arms.



Sources:
This purpose of science would call itself the whole purpose of existence. You would not believe that even if I said it in Opiomes, or in HistoPossum, or in the Severed Head. So I won't.
The Notes and Journals of Kurk Wold : Macro Alters in the ...Joseph P. Farrell spin orbit and torsion tensor unified field theory and torsion tensor-unify ...
The Notes and Journals of Kurk Wold : 8/1/12 · Program yourself is what controllers ...


Hybrid Beastiary, Letters of de Kurk Wold
Dream People, Konfessin Mouser K
Cosmist Checks Terran "Kurk Wold" Artilect encephalopathies AEReiff "Einstein's Head" guillotines Sophias CSLewis Devine "Nick Bostrom" "Hugo de Garis" ..
.Another, a prose version, is at Preview of Coming Attractions @ Insight Statutes insightstatutes.blogspot.com/2011/12/pr…tions.html
How to qualify an A-Head, as called, not as easy as it sounds. Einstein reassembled. Many parts and autopsied divisions false. A roster of the living too, which had such impact on Hugo de Garis he couldn’t sleep. Shouldn’t have talked to the Heads so late.
His editor, who has brought much of this confusing material to light, AE Reiff, has called the fictional persona maintained by the Artist’s Collective of the New Ibsen Canal, with no known means of contact except weekends in the courtyard, as it says that in the brochure. We have determined there is an index of this writing, and more, at Encouragements for Planting...
...this we recommend you avoid. If you must have something, he is the present editor of the Kurk Wold papers on the end of biological civilization, and other such artifacts at HISTO POSSUM TROY HORSE NEPTUNE WAR ROUNDUP, or the History Impossible World ThoughtNot Bot Roundup, a Cartoon UBoo-ty of Experiments of the Head History of the West Faerie Tale Fro Gromets Severed From Collections in A Fictional History of the Future Fan Faux NonFic Hypno, Mysto, Crypto Possum Starchitect.
Categorical Imperative: There is no human illumination only deception