Friday, December 22

Manifesto of the Manifest Infinity Life Extension Foundation

Being an Internal Memo for the Secret Society of the Dead, White, and Male Art History Corporation:

There comes a time in human history when it is no longer prudent or necessary to stand on safe and numerable ground. +God in his infinite wisdom has placed before his chosen few a land, a great land full of deer and apples, gold and slaves, ivory and beer. +God again in his infinite wisdom gave his chosen few the world to rule, in his steed, for his place, in his shoes; as masters of the universe, to bring freedom, democracy, happiness and above all love for thy fellow man to all ends of the earth.
Today, my brothers I tell you, is a new dawn for man. +God in his infinite wisdom has put forth, before us his chosen few, a new arena. That of infinity! +God, like so many, has laid down his body for us to unfold apeiron upon. Infinity has become our new destiny! And what a manifested new destiny it is! How glorious the +God so loved us that he placed before us the infinite, the intangible, the unimaginable, the ignoble and uncanny! And at what a lovely and novel time! This is the new era of the chosen few! A brotherhood of men! An era of strong men, with strong visions capable of taking hold of the future, the past, the present and pushing forward into the vastness of the infinite!
I tell you my brothers of the chosen few, throw off the mental and tangible shackles of count-ability, of numerousness! I am here to tell you now you will not be countable for anything! This is a new dawn, a dawn of infinite possibilities where it matters not if you do one thing versus another, a dawn where the infinite is possible! I tell you now we must grab full hold of infinity and plant firmly on its bosom the flag of the Dead, White and Male, for which it stands! Under +God, the most incalculable! Our great and wise creator, and bestower of the infinite upon our unworthy, yet eager faces! I tell you now we must praise this incommensurability! Praise him! How vast, how unending, how forever and ever and ever and ever! Glory to +God who art everywhere and everything at all times in all ways in all nooks, crannies and corners! Our lord! Our everything! Be though humble servants and go out into infinity. Take your places in +God’s gift to us! His divine and glorious gift!
Heed not to temptation along the path to apeiron. Take only what +God has laid forth for you, in his all! We are lucky to be here in this incantation, to receive +God’s glorious new message to his chosen race! +God surely works in inconceivable ways! As +God has seen fit to put the Americas here before his chosen few, he has also given us his most glorious gift conceivable. That of the inconceivable! That of infinity! Manifest infinity! We are a special enclave, the chosen few, all that he promised and all that he hath then damned; a chosen few too well endowed with the gifts of beauty and knowledge to fiddle around in this mortal coil any longer! Heaven is here! Before us, paradise! Eternal life is ours! Infinity in a MACHINE!
We need be but brave and take the first step out of the wretched womb of mortality and numerousness. Take our baby steps from this world into the infinite! Leave the ways of this world in all its numerations and calculations to the unworthy and vile swine that did nothing with it before. We need men of action; we need men of valor; we need brave terrible tiger men to lead the way for other brave terrible tiger men! We need beautiful warriors to reach past our finite world and grab the bucking balls of the infinite! There is no time to waste, since time is for the vile, the swine, the tiger pellets of people, left in there calculator cubicles. Come with me brave men! Come with me honored brothers of the infinite! There is no time for delay. Delay is the addiction of the herding numbers in the foggy matrix! The infinite waits for us, on the other side of tomorrow, on the other day of forever and ever and ever and ever and ever! What adventures we will have! What a splendid paradise lays before us! What will bring you back? All thanks to +God for giving us the infinite!
“Hallelujah!” as the ancients would say. “Apeiron!” as we will forever, and ever and evermore say. Glory to +God in the infinite! How wondrous strange and how mysterious powerful! All hail the blood in our immeasurable souls!
Peace unto you, the chosen few, my good, wise, and honored brothers! Peace! Peace! Peace! That is what we will bring into the infinite! Peace! Freedom! Democracy! Praise democracy! Praise it forever and ever and ever and ever! Forevermore! We shall take that to the wretched of the non-infinite! Waste nothing else! The infinite is to be had! Manifest infinity!

Infinitely yours,

Alcofribas Nasir,
Wondrous Chairman and Chief Executive Officer on bequest of the Secret Society of the Dead, White and Male Art History Corporation, in the indefatigable name of the Manifest Infinity Life Extension Foundation, “Liquid nitrogen is chicken soup for the Faustian soul. All hail!”


At 5:44 AM, Blogger Nathan Shafer said...

The language of this mission statement, or manifesto, or whatever is a little frightening to me. Sounds remarkably either fundamentalist corporatism, or piratic opportunism. It is most frightening because I help in designing their projects and many of their programs as an artistic advisor. The Snowflake Program was my idea, I got it from Demolition Man. And the Fauster & Fauster Program is my idea too, I designed it with Isaac Boatright, and did a trial run of my own soul for the International Galery of Contemporary Art this last October. The Faustian legend is great because in Marlowe, God wins, in Goethe, Faust wins and in Jarry Faustroll measures God and tells Lord kevin via telekenitic powers what the surface of the sun is like.

At 5:48 AM, Blogger Lord Kevin, the Uncanny said...


I never communicated with Dr. Faustroll. He sent mental messages to Lord Kelvin, the scientist. The MILE Foundation needs to write another manifesto. This one is way too American. But so is the MILE Foundation, I guess.


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