To whom it may concern:
The palliative safe space to which the monomial signifier TRASH prefers over users: creators, angels.
Better.I agree,
the signifier associated with the image (e.g. a Trash user = tree),
the signified as the concept of the thing (e.g., the idea of a tree),
and sign the object combines signifier and signified into meaningful outcome,
something like a tree on which your brand may depend -- which unfortunately, human nature never fails preventing, will find you never agreeing or considering, much less describing what TRASH is.
I am requesting help in consolidating two accounts from duplicate accounts with two names to the original account with all of the media which would make the mistake or the inattention to its incidence much more palatable and less burdensome for an already bursting semantic system, whose failure from its own weight does not need any additions from Trash or from my already wearying list of accounts, differently named, and canonically disassociated from the other by third party domains of proprietary exclusion to make Apple seem beneficent to Microsoft and vice versa, those domains' singular attachment being their own site, or their own site plus whichever variation on a theme they have hung their hats in order to set themselves up down the line for the estimation of some mega-corporation to either buy, fix and streamline, as Facebook did to Instagram, forcibly enriching its original founders, 20% RETURN ON INVESTMENT ANGELS, and CEOs to never have to go to the office, before that sort of thing became mandated and then de rigeur, of its own entity.
My @mrjyn Twitter account does my @dougmeet Instagram account no good across platforms, much like my @mrjynx TRASH user account does fuck all for my @mrjyn account at TRASH - 8,000 views whose membership is limited by app, viewer base, platform space with viewers or... well, you get the idea as to the ratiocinate mess
A viewerless architrave of useless media under whose in name only it is now held as an extremely premature studding out to pasture of some very viable Herefords, whose fucking days were not nearly at an end -- a very early untouchable mirror object of the 'real' one which languishes somewhere between hipster bars in a server unit overlooking the East River, God help us, without some devising on another platform, say, Instagram, much less dizzying listing of repositories mired down by a degree of some unknown, indecipherable, obfuscatory criteria which any system would retroactively function (in the future of course -- see Posterous, Animoto), or usefully for its users, creators, angels, endpoint viewers, or none of the above, and barring any late-blooming seedling whose potentiality as intra-, inter-, or, plain vanilla -- social networking add-on site, imitatively possibly putative and viable down the line, upon interest a negotiation team, deal done, remunerated to satisfactory conclusion and unsatisfactory for its overnight former users whose momentary inconvenience could be assumed to pay per view losers from whose attentions you may be forgiven, I guess, for the one-two knock-out combination of work-from-home ethic effect on production due to causes beyond control, and a response to the self-regenerating death squad whose outrage loop
fell aseep
06.24.2020
8:52 AM CST
the COVID-19 geolocus & current focused Pandemic, Ground Zero, 1-2 punch, KO, left-right hook-jab combo, mixed with a sniper's bullet's head-shot finding and eliminating its target, who happened to be the potentate of Serbo-Croatia, or some such country like that, whose supposed instigation and incitement it was which World War II and our last resort entrance to try and stop the menacing rebuilding of half of the population retribution is now accepted as that which reared its ugly head's signpost for that inherited Second World War, for which we did not just get a T-Shirt, but an extreme case of population winnowing and the cool as fuck label which would be the Genesis for the cool AF dilution cum watered down, absurdly appropriate continuation of that Great Generation whose descriptor is ironically demonstrative of its line with which to define it.
Generation Z, so precious, there is no place to go, but the ordinals, the cardinals, or like high winding meteorological events above 70, the last-resort insult of matching the unceasingly funny 'running out of female names' from which these weather events may be addressed, to the final blow when this happens again and moreover every time, a man's name will suffice for informal appellations of infinite iteration cooling and warming the meeting twain every year comes a season, for these contributory factors to wind up the countdown, baton the hatches sandbag the house, name a storm, personify devastation unknown, gender designation and just in case, wink your eye gets around the Gulf Coast: to not kill so many of us by a few.
and the dazzlingly dizzying disequilibrium the none more anecdotal scribes the result of which, is anyone's guess, how, more or less relevant AI video editing, to the price of Tea in Guangdong the price of a footlong at Subway -- which, on a good day, and only with the most liberal dose of salt grains imaginable, could the twinning of that with the running of an internet start-up not in the business of pepper spray or construction and Sharpie retail, with the most literal interpretive dance Martha Graham created invisibly random immediately traumatic by 15-second documentarians whose 'story' will be televised, but first edited with AI into shareable files to share with friends the eventuality endemic, racial profiling, and embedded frontline civillian reporters may give you a boost to fantasize about.
Also, please provide information as to the disposition of new artist.trash, app account recently submitted and not activated, or to an extent to which it is able to produce any media to my understanding of what the different iteration of the original account may differ, and to which, I believe, I am more than qualified to say, would include my eligibility, as I understand it from the material provided by you.
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Thoughts on the George Floyd Riots
(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Killing_of_George_Floyd)
“A riot is the language of the unheard,” Martin Luther King, Jr.
“We are witnessing America as a failed social experiment,” Dr. Cornell West
The slogan “no justice, no peace” says it all. We’ve always known that, and the Kerner Commission Report spelled it all out after the riots in 1967 (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kerner_Commission), but it was ignored.
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today: shamrock = lily; Erin = Freedom.
What to do, and how to do it, with my application and test uploads sitting dormant on the artist site, where once again, I qualify, having put out a real LP in 1987on a real record label... 'c' stands for company: RCA.That's enough time,
M.
@mrjyn
©Trash Inc.
mrjyn