The 58th Street Manifesto

The 58th Street Manifesto: Thoughts, articles, crafted words and miscellaneous expressions. Exploring the symbolism of the eight-pointed star, and recontextualising cultural appreciation.

Monday, April 30, 2007

Thank You, Mask Man by Lenny Bruce

Saturday, April 28, 2007

Meet the Writers: Johnny Beaver

Image Embeds include the U.S. Constitution. Submitted for your flushproval

Sunday, April 22, 2007

The Adventures of Neon Ballz

Episode 3: Location X

Meanwhile, somewhere near Vegas, forces were beginning to conspire against neon.
Capt. Hiram was in his personal chambers getting ready to dictate his command. “We’ve got new intel that Goldstar is getting ready to meet. This is our best chance at apprehending neon ballz and the rest of those goddamm flying saucer freaks.” Captain Hiram looked at the photos on his desk and frowned with disapproval. He knew he would lose a significant number of bio-slaves on this objective, but he also knew the stakes involved. Hiram leaned forward and pressed the button on the old navy gray intercom; “Gloria, get me Rob Dobbs.”

Neon Ballz was operating the ‘three on the tree’ like an octopus operating the master control room. He knew if he was going to make it to location X he was going to need some backup. He slipped in to the parking lot of the Brahman mart and parked next to the phone. Realizing there was a serious lack of change in his possession, neon went inside first. “Oh wow, umm…, lemme get a pack of American Spirits.” The cashier, a petite Indian woman in her mid-thirties, proceeds through the transaction without ever taking her eyes off of a small television screen just below the counter. Neon bends over and sees a looping video of a man performing a golf swing over and over; it’s almost hypnotizing.

Outside, Neon makes his phone call. He dials his 14 digit universal id code, hangs up, and answers when it rings again. The operator asks him for his birthday and favorite number. “Please hold while we patch you through our STP server Mr. Ballz.” Finally, the phone rings and he gets the Goldstar distro-list. He leaves his message and hangs up.

On the road again, neon busts out the ampoule of the good shit and shoots it up. Floating down the road, the lighting changes and slowly objects start to disassemble and spread apart. Neon’s journey has begun. The environment has changed from a Florida highway to a scene resembling space travel, with stars and colors floating around in all directions. All paths lead to the center of the universe. All paths lead to location X. Neon wonders briefly about what kind of new information Goldstar has, but he knows that regardless of the actual information, it’s on bitches!

Thursday, April 19, 2007


from the diary ov rev.spook

( april 1st 2007)

eye will prove "IT";

start list:

1 - pencil / check

2 - paper / check

3 - coffee / check

4 - cigarette / check

5 - bewilderment / check

6 - stress / double check

7 - direction / check

8 - intent / check


{text variable 1}

"eye prefer to be guided by what eye have learned scientifically, creatively, and existentially from nature. eye accept that eye am ludicrously unfinished and that eye constantly lose my sense ov decency and right order. eye shall die hopelessly short ov entelechy and bitterly regret that fate bore me when it did (eye thank hazard it was not historically earlier, and wish it had been later); yet would rather have been created at any time than not at all. while eye live eye would hope to conserve my own powers ov feeling and knowing, defective though they often are. this is not selfishness but awareness ov the reality ov both 'necessity' and 'chaos', and ov how short our individual cruise is... or seems, towards its end."

John Fowles

-from 'The Nature ov Nature'

{text variable 2}


(in general, whatever makes the contrary ov a thing impossible, whatever may be the cause ov such impossibilities.) - (whatever is done through necessity, is done without any intention, and as the act is done without will, and is compulsory, the agent is not legally responsible. hence the maxim, necessity has no law; indeed necessity is itself a law which cannot be avoided nor infringed.


(see "fractals.")


(fractals are algebraic implementation ov complex phenomenon.)


(see "beginning.")


(in the beginning we were there. there was nothing and God and me – and a chair to sit on, as there had been nothing for such a very long time. it was terrible. thus we felt the 'necessity' to make something out ov nothing; etc. etc. etc. i.e. the primal eye became the conscious I only to become the I and I - the watcher watching within. now a'dayz exalted in formulaic cyberealism replacing its necessary predecessor technoindustrealism.


i(n) = coolgottahaveit-letthemwatchme / {XletmewatchmeallthetimeX} / where n=Pod, Phone, Tunes, Movies, and X=0 AKA "the algebraic implementation ov complex phenomenon.") AKA "Wake up, Neo..."

Monday, April 02, 2007