Saturday, October 3, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Limited copies of my new book The Torrent will be available starting
today at the NY Art Book Fair, free103point9 table.
And will be available later this month at the &Now Book Fair.
Ignore unauthorized versions by John Roland, Roxanne Carter, L.J. Housley, Giardia Fuemte Jones, Danny Snelson and A.O.. In order to distinguish from these pirated digital versions, The Torrent will only be available through limited real-space transactions.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
sputter* sputter* but . . . that's my url! Somehow I was getting used to unauthorized pirates using my name to glorify their own makeshift approximations of The Torrent, but to claim ownership of joemilutis.blogspot.com . . . such a violation! Whoever you are, "no" does not mean "yes yes yes." And who is this guy, who doesn't even own a digital camera, like he had to take his photo with a daguerreotype? I bet all the kids made fun of you in school dragging around that daguerreotype . . . uh . . . maker. But maybe this picture is not really you. I think it may be Strong Bad's Mexican grandmother. Now I'm angry
Hunted Torrent: The Night of Deception by Joe Milutis, Translated by Danny Snelson
Monday, September 28, 2009
Doubts and Obscenities. "Electron is practically inexhaustible" V.I. Lenin ANARCHY IS LIFE by A.O.
I include the computer translation below, to outsource its decoding to our intelligence community, since it's obviously not The Torrent, let alone literature, but something mathematical, a secret code for a Russian space station or SEXPOL ORGONE BOMB.
Poisonous ice worms potter about for transparent <8 walls.
Play to me tropical Melody at parting, 0. (Me it is clear and close
concrete and a neon.) " Overflown by space and time "
on the screen.- In this up to us reach good
News. " On change of virtuality of absolute ornaments, ;a virtuality,
O surfaces. Shining at first sight, but, actually,
Teeming a microlife. Dirty unpredictability. = writes,
That Nothing unites an angel and Maria on fresco >, only
Improbable white wall,
O cracks. "
Jaw count, B & And I disappear. Beautiful table: x>5 a mirror, yellow roses. Practically five mornings. Has left from Houses of elements: in a shower the marble floor is filled in on
C by the water, broken Green glass on a floor, on corners on the sly burns down something. A smell soft Men. Inhabitants of a vault watch for pink Mexican Aerobics on the TV. Sperm follows from me. Ax, ah a fragile footpath of a step. I shiver fine Shiver, I am afraid to deafen all The desire.
&. As in <>
To it a head. Charm.
III. an opportunity to leave. O
geometry. It is war on Destruction. K: silence. The same
The same, only is quivering? That that skips at night, dies on light.
IV. 37 Tons. You and I represent 5 power structures, Keeping characteristic outlines of space and Time between a teeth
I - the form, through
Which, on Bukminestru Fuller, it is fated to pass
To 37 tons of vegetables & no less than other. >,But the fact - I continue to remind myself (as Minimum, during this moment). So, encouraged, I I shall try to ask a question.
A, metal mum.
1) " You sleep, you are borrowed? " - a call to a floor of the first of night. I am not borrowed, I Too I am nervous to sit down for work. Instead of it, at me the moment Blank of will, to a certain extent a panic: I lay on a back and I try somehow It will be fenced off from an importunate bright bulb. Between its light and mine Eyeballs float blood and visions.
" No, no. I today am useless and inactive. "
He is B.M.after its dismissals last string connected it 5 consciousness and forces of gravitation, have torn and have begun spasmes Continuous A
everyone > the phenomenon expands pupils and Speeds up breath. A step without I-Ching. Now it has tried to stop to smoke, has choked with inflow of energy and Has decided to surround itself for the evening with human bodies. We go to club. In the machine:
-th has decided to paint a floor on kitchen. All will be differently.
- In what color?
- " Deep Red "
I tell about A.A.Bogdanova, blood and " the Red Star "
2) In novel-Utopia
>" the Red Star " the earthman is surprised
To fine appearance of martians. And martians to it tell, that it Result of an exchange of blood practised in their medicine between people in The purposes
and an exchange genetic a material." ....-
> if it so is simple, why our terrestrial medicine till now Does not use this means? In fact it knows blood transfusion A little B years if I am not mistaken. I do not know, can be eat any special organic conditions, Which at you deprive this means of its value. And there can be it Simply result of psychology dominating over you of individualism, Which so is deep B at you one person from another, that The idea on their vital merge is not accessible to your scientists almost... "
V. There where two-three, there
The sky burned as magnesium.
The sky was all in pink sparks of the coming sun
" Fiber in a wheel, rotating the heavenly arch, shows
Itself limiting misfortune and limiting greatness.
Only when the person realizes itself similar
This fiber, again and again actuating
Cell-wheel when it ceases L, becomes
Possible rescue. " S.W.
The apokaliptical woman tramples legs on the sun and
I fall asleep, I fall in depth bloody vegetativeThe world, in desert.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
The Torrent Milutis
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
A kind of ‘stereo’ effect enhances the experience. We are following him on one level and almost but not entirely missing him on another, a place where secrets remain secret—the ‘Republic of Dreams’ where ‘The Torrent’ presides.
You say this story is about sex and violence and therefore isn’t worth considering because it uses content much less lots of content and all the middle-range bookstores and reviewers (which is all of them) say Milutis is a disgusting violent sadist. Well, you know nothing of The Torrent except how to eat your own hearts with envy, you don’t eat cunt, writing isn’t a viable phenomenon anymore.
--Kathy A. (in Children's, NOT the Kathy A. in accounting)
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
It is in their courage in bearing the intolerable relationship to the Supreme Being that these characters recognize and choose each other. Their ethics is manifestly “beyond sex” (hors-sexe), so much so that I would like to give it the accent that Maupassant provides by enunciating somewhere in his work the strange term ‘Horla,’ or, in Milutis’ case ‘The Torrent.’
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
01:15:05:Where the hell are they?
01:15:11:It's too late.|They don't exist any more.
01:15:15:The final stage|in their decline...
01:15:17:..is the destruction|of their minds.
01:15:24:Where are they? Where?
01:15:27:Talk or I'll finish you off.|Where have you taken them?
01:21:34:- So?|- We've made a start.
01:21:37:We take them to|the carriages,...
01:21:39:..inject them, they die|and are burnt.
01:21:42:Alright, spare me the details.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Please disregard any publication entitled:
LE TORRENT: LA FIANCEE DE WITTGENSTEIN PAR JO MALUDIES BY JOHN ROLAND
It may sound like The Torrent by Joe Milutis, but it is not The Torrent by Joe Milutis.
It may sound French but I think it originates from a DVD pirating plant in Hudson, NY.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Is it already dead? Perhaps, we all share in this fate.
Read it, if you can (On October 1.)
Because reading is un.
Sunday, September 6, 2009