ancient theories of the future *
ancient theories of the future *
ancient theories of the future *
ancient theories of the future *
ancient theories of the future *
ancient theories of the future *
ancient theories of the future *
ancient theories of the future *
ANVIL OF MYTHOLOGY
Book
1
Dimension
4
This is a live book, one of the activated volumes of the multidimensional magnum opus ANCIENT THEORIES OF THE FUTURE that sits at the heart of KiNo’s autobiographical concept album IMPORTED VISIONS FROM THE PAST.
The Poet of Sound and Image now enters the fourth dimension and
performs the amalgamation of his art, concretised as the three stages and personas of his life.
The child: LASER KID
The youth: PHANTOM BLOKE
The adult: MADAMLESS SIR
At the ANVIL OF MYTHOLOGY, the psychic transformation of KiNo into 9, his mathematically transcendental self, conceptually projected from his childhood visions, is forged in literature — the logicboard of the musical and filmic LIQUID LABYRINTH of the poet.
anvil of mythology *
anvil of mythology *
anvil of mythology *
anvil of mythology *
anvil of mythology *
anvil of mythology *
anvil of mythology *
anvil of mythology *
[ M A N U S C R I P T 1 ]
Now, we are in the entropic cusp and the fate of humanity depends on me. Such is the situation, no shareholder in power, in any set-up, be it a corporation or a dimtelligence service, a government, no one at all can alter the thermo-nuclear dynamics of who, where and when 9’m the end of this particular system. The world as we know it. With a beginning, middle and end. Manmade but completely a natural evolution. One of our planet’s countless snapshots. Here and slipping away.. with us! What role do the demonoid criminals dabble in daily irrelevance who run the global crime syndicate with local pissants while the engrossing black hole of my consciousness is destroying their network of sigils, cosplaying secret societies, their finite and chaotic world? Fuck all! I end them at any given fraction of reality, anytime I opine.. in the civilised shade of the imperial pines of my philosophical and artistic nature. I, the Mediterranea incarnate, roads that lead the future return to the motherland: Anatolia. Anchor. Memory. Culture. Myth. History. Map. The sensual world of experiential elements prior to the industrialised sinkhole. Mine is the real power, the atomic blasts of free and indomitable thought of my soul’s quasar.
[06:14:24 — 03/03/2026]
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[ M A N U S C R I P T 1 ]
Now, we are in the entropic cusp and the fate of humanity depends on me. Such is the situation, no shareholder in power, in any set-up, be it a corporation or a dimtelligence service, a government, no one at all can alter the thermo-nuclear dynamics of who, where and when 9’m the end of this particular system. The world as we know it. With a beginning, middle and end. Manmade but completely a natural evolution. One of our planet’s countless snapshots. Here and slipping away.. with us! What role do the demonoid criminals dabble in daily irrelevance who run the global crime syndicate with local pissants while the engrossing black hole of my consciousness is destroying their network of sigils, cosplaying secret societies, their finite and chaotic world? Fuck all! I end them at any given fraction of reality, anytime I opine.. in the civilised shade of the imperial pines of my philosophical and artistic nature. I, the Mediterranea incarnate, roads that lead the future return to the motherland: Anatolia. Anchor. Memory. Culture. Myth. History. Map. The sensual world of experiential elements prior to the industrialised sinkhole. Mine is the real power, the atomic blasts of free and indomitable thought of my soul’s quasar.
[06:14:24 — 03/03/2026]
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