Good evening, true believers.
Wherever, whenever you are…
…let it be evening.
Let a twilight come and move through you into darkness.
A darkness that teaches us to see.
I invite you now to taste the vices of a lifestyle yet unborn.
You’ve been playing some role in the workaday world, i’ll bet.
That was then. Right now you are who you are when you’re alone.
You’re off the grid tonight. This is your idea of fun.
But you’ve always been a strange one, deep down, haven’t you?
You relax in the egg-shaped luxury of your HypnoBooth,
a drug-enhancement brainwash bubble for the sophisticated sensualist.
You fondle and contemplate the wrapper your dose of HYPNOZINE
………………………is nestled in.
A five-petalled lotus in harsh black and white, abstracted into an icon.
The ingredients are mysterious. The side effects are fascinating.
An epiphany in every tab. Guaranteed. When used as directed.
…The booth enwombs you.
Massive holophonic headphones enclose your lobes and
………………………contain your headspace.
The HypnoSystem mothers you and opens your puzzle-box head
………………………so it can receive the transmission.
………………………Pure and clean and complete.
HYPNOZINE: THE INVOCATIONAL SPOKEN WORD SLIDESHOW.
(available here at HYPNOKOMIX.COM)
Then there’s this very book, this HYPNOZINE:FIRST OF ONE.
It’s a story you can swim in. Like a bunch of living lovesongs,
it feels like your story.
You read the incantations aloud as you listen, more and more
in sync with the unreliable narrator.
You meditate on the images as you listen,
these stained glass windows in some
cancelled future’s doomsday church of cartoon paranoia.
There’s a symbol system at work here,
pushing buttons in your brainmeat,
A mythology revealed in code to those who know.
The microfictions conjure a psychedelic surveillance opera,
seen through screens from every possible angle.
Scenes flash-frozen and reframed as schizoid loveletters
………………………and solarized posters for impossible movies.
Tear the wrapper delicately. With reverence.
You’re about to interface with a story that changes you i n s i d e
when you memorize its moments and movements.
………………………HYPNOZINE is a cathedral of twisted mirrors that
………………………unfolds like harsh geometry on three frequencies of being:
The HypnoGlyphic. The HypnoSonic. And the Hypnodelic.
The magazine. The spoken word slideshow. The chemical.
HYPNOZINE.
The first transmission from HYPNOKOMIX.
You can see it/read it/hear it/taste it for hours and hours until the next dose is ready.
New mysteries and symmetries are disclosed with every immersion.
When you finally feel like it’s all about you,
YOU’RE A HYPNOKID.
When you’re a HypnoKid, you are not who you are.
More living images and narcotic narratives will burst forth and unfold and become sacramental habits in the months to come. Four more frequencies of HYPNO SATISFACTION:
- OTHERMAN & THE ORAKULOIDS!
- TEENAGE LUVKRAFT!
- AMERIKAN ZER0!
- SILVER MEAT SUITE!
The Aeon of HYPNO is already in play.
Start playing HERE.
Enjoy.
And BE enjoyed.
HYPNO is happening.
It’s happening to YOU.
yours in Hypnocracy,
Jason Squamata, Hypnocrat
