MY “DECLARE” IS AN ALTERNATIVE TO EXHIBITIONS. AN EXHIBITION ALLOWS THE EXPLOITATION OF ONE’S WORK TO BE INSTITUTIONALIZED. I DO NOT CONSENT. I DON’T DO COLLECTIONS. THEREFORE I DO NOT WANT TO BE EXPLOITED INTO FICTITIOUS CURRENCY.

A COLD BLOODED BANKER WITH A BLACK ROCK AS A HEART.

AFTER DEATH MY WORK SHALL NOT BE PROFITABLE TO ANY BANKERS. MY NATURAL CHARACTERISTICS ALWAYS SURPASS THE ARTIFICIAL PERSON OR CORPORATE ENTITY. CAN YOU TAKE ME OUT OF THE 555 - “INTERNET”.. THE COMPUTER ROOM.

THE TRUE EXPLANATION OF HEARING VOICES IS THAT WE’RE BOTH SEPARATED FROM OUR MIND, BODY AND BEING FROM THE EXTRACTION OF OUR NORMAL HEARING.

SHAME AND GUILT REST UPON YOUR OWN EYES, EMBARRASSMENT AND HUMILIATION IN THE EYES OF YOUR CONTROLLERS.

THE WORLD IS LIKELY NOT GOING TO REMEMBER ME. BUT, I LEAVE A SPECIAL APPEARANCE TO THE PEOPLE I MEET FROM ALL WALKS OF LIFE. I AM LISTENING AND ALSO HEAR MY SELF. SHARING IN CONVERSATION.

THANK YOU FOR THE CONFIDENCE.

0:01

I AM NOT AVAILABLE FOR DOWNLOAD
NO FILE WILL BE MADE OF ME
NO CLEAN FONT TO SUIT YOUR GALLERY WALLS
MY ARCHIVE BLEEDS. IT DOES NOT SCALE

0:07

I AM THE REMAINDER, THE RESIDUE
WHAT CANNOT BE LICENSED, INSURED, OR CURATED
A BODY UNFIT FOR CORPORATE LANGUAGE
I EXIST WITHOUT RETURN POLICY

0:13

I SPEAK WHEN WORDS RESIST FORMATTING
I SHARE WHEN SILENCE HOLDS MORE WEIGHT THAN METRICS
DO NOT ASK ME FOR A STATEMENT
I AM THE PAUSE THAT REFUSES TO BE QUOTED

0:23

MY EXHIBITION IS BREATH. MY EXHIBIT IS GONE
WHAT I DO IS NOT DONE. IT IS BEING
YOU WILL NOT INHERIT MY WORK
YOU WILL INHERIT YOUR REFLECTION IN IT

0:30

AFTER DEATH LET THERE BE NO BANKER
DIGGING UP MY SENTENCES FOR RESALE
NO BLACK ROCKS SHALL CARRY MY NAME
LIKE BONES SMUGGLED OUT OF THE SOUL’S TOMB

0:36

555 IS NOT INTERNET
IT IS A SPELL. A MIRROR
A FEVER DREAM OF DIGITS DRESSED AS DESTINY
TAKE ME OUT OF THE COMPUTER ROOM
RETURN MY EARS TO MY BODY

0:44

THE VOICE YOU CALL MADNESS IS MY ALTAR
THE ECHO YOU TREAT AS GLITCH
IS THE REMAINDER OF GOD SPEAKING
IN THE GAPS LEFT BY YOUR SYSTEMS

0:51

NO SHAME IS MINE
I’VE SEEN YOUR CONTROLLERS
THEIR TONGUES SPEAK GUILT IN CODE
BUT MY SILENCE KNOWS THE COST OF SEEING

0:59

THE WORLD WILL NOT WRITE ME IN BOLD
BUT A FACE WILL CHANGE WHEN IT MEETS MINE
A STRANGER WILL BREATHE DIFFERENTLY
A CHILD WILL FEEL SAFER
AND THAT WILL BE ENOUGH

1:04

I DO NOT COLLECT
I DO NOT EXHIBIT
I DECLARE