Now the Lord Said to DJ Spinoza
Now the Lord said to DJ Spinoza,
Get out of your country!
And DJ Spinoza said to the Lord,
What country are you talking about, Lord?
And the Lord said to DJ Spinoza,
Good start, good start, for I shall make you lost among nations.
And DJ Spinoza said to the Lord,
Make me lost among nations, Lord, for I am already lost among myself.
And the Lord said to DJ Spinoza,
Why do you bring up personal problems? Hire a therapist—you who made the schools
ring with Sic
probo!
And DJ Spinoza said to the Lord,
Lord, is not the set of things in your apprehension infinite?
And the Lord said to DJ Spinoza,
All things are one thing but the irrationals are something else. Haven’t you heard of
the
diagonal proof?
And DJ Spinoza said to the Lord,
So there is another God above you?
And the Lord said to DJ Spinoza,
Read my lips: get out of your country!
And DJ Spinoza said to the Lord,
But surely just the fact that you’re talking in language means you admit of emotions.
And the Lord said to DJ Spinoza,
Do you want to be numbered on the tip of my boot?
And DJ Spinoza made himself scarce. He lived among the deaf and became as one blind.
He lived among the
blind and became as one deaf. He saw never the sea. He awoke in
a room with four
walls.
The room moved. He heard the voice of a child but what it said he ignored. He awoke
from awaking. He was
aged, wrinkled, hairless, toothless. He remembered nothing of
what had happened to
him.
From
The Life and Opinions of DJ Spinoza, Ugly Duckling Presse, 2008.
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