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That old Pugditch tome,
Evolution For Immortals, remember?
Biggest seller of the age?
No? I’ll remind you.
It taught eternals to undergo
severe brain injuries to:
• wipe memory,
• see life afresh,
• and relieve a little of the boredom,
that bane of perpetual life.

These self-harms became popular—
and mutilation routine—
leading to innovations in evermore
creative and maiming modes of self-renewal.

Then, topping the lot—and do stop me
when this sounds familiar—
a technique was invented:
complete disintegration, followed by growth
within—and birth from—the body of another.
This method caught on, became
widespread, in fact, till everyone forgot
it was self-mutilation.

Jog any memories?
Fine, go on banging those heads of yours
in uteri and on labia
for a thousand more lives—
see if that knocks any sense into you!



Soren James is a writer and visual artist who recreates himself on a daily basis from the materials at his disposal, continuing to do so in an upbeat manner until sumptuously throwing his drained materials aside to resume a stillness without asking why. More of his work can be seen here: https://sorenjames.wordpress.com
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