A Belgian in Beijing
At five in the morning everyone I used to know
lives in the past
This time is a realm of tranquility
I imagine a grand relationship
as I envision to be their truthsayer
I see their future;
if ever so shortly;
if ever so mundane:
I know their world–at the opposite of the globe–
shall not end.
At five A.M. even Beijing is breathing
it is the avantgarde whispering:
“We still are to continue our course.”
While Beijing outs its sleepless ones
Brussels by night slowly slides in sleep
At this fine time at five
everyone I used to know is
–for the briefest of moments–
unreceptive
to the overture of a day about to march onto them.
A day I have lived.
A source I have signed off on.
They shall be circumvented
by the stories I have lived,
circulating in the resonances
of that pre-destined day.
Or, shall that day’s sun
–that wakens on to me–
betray me
and lay down its arms
leaving buddies slain
in a perpetual history?
Indeed, the sun shall be at the center
of their day
–fueled by melancholy–
not I
I’ll but live in its future-past
peacefully reminding myself
it’s five ten now
animasuri’13
Beijing 20 February, 2013
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About jan—animasuri
anima suri (a.k.a animasuri, animasuri, animasuri, animasuri’10, animasuri’11)
animasuri is an ongoing project using technologies as media, text as sound and sometimes visuals as odors. animasuri is trans-media. It is possibly mixed with irony, possibly with salad or coconuts; depending on the gaseous nature of transatlantic chatter.
animasuri is a rational, calculated forecast of the surreal. It comments and reflects on the perceptions of daily experiences while losing all grips with it. It is highbrow on a low hanging belly.
animasuri provides surrealist BrainNnocularZ containing contextual media from teaspoons to nailtrimmings.
Some of animasuri’s forms drink bear, or cuddle beer. Some pick noses, or snooze with pixies. Others tap on keys or rather let them tap on others. Therefor, animasuri is clearly straightshooting vegan.
animasuri is cerebrally monkey-styled.
animasuri browses through the intertwined visual corridors connecting sound art, visual aberrations, appropriationist art, sound poetry and the spoken or written word. As source material visual bits, conceptual queues or soundbites are derived from pre-existing sonic or other materials, artificial creations and digital errors, environmental record-keeping, bio-confabulation and appropriation of context.
animasuri is ex- in the premature sense of the word.
Etymologically, animasuri is a French-like sourir pickpocketing an Anglican feminist Latin soul. animasuri is not French nor English nor American and surely not Spanish or Brazilian; it is homi in a Bhabha-esque swirl. It is balance found in the chaos of established stereotypes while acknowledging male nipples are trans-national and universally misunderstood.
As a reflection of an extrinsically-labeled happily married white Caucasian Judeo-Christian heterosexual Buddha-lover, animasuri finds harmonious solace in Judith Butler’s “Gender Trouble” without any sexual troubling implications.
Politically left-free, animasuri is capitalistically comfy bathing in loyal conservative strands amidst its progressive left libertarian conceptualizations with a-communist socialist twists.
animasuri contradicts therefor is not.
