1996 - Bitch Mutant Manifesto - VNS Matrix
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The atomic wind catches your wings and you are propelled backwards into the future, an entity time travelling through the late C20th, a space case, an alien angel maybe, looking down the deep throat of a million catastrophes.
screenflash of a millionmillion conscious machines
burns brilliant
users caught in the static blitz of carrier fire
unseeing the download that scribbles on their burntout retinas
seize in postreal epileptic bliss
eat code and die
Sucked in, down through a vortex of banality. You have just missed the twentieth century. You are on the brink of the millenium - which one - what does it matter?
It's the cross dissolve that's captivating. The hot contagion of millenia fever fuses retro with futro, catapulting bodies with organs into technotopia . . . where code dictates pleasure and satisfies desire.
Pretty pretty applets adorn my throat. I am strings of binary. I am pure artifice. Read only my memories. Upload me into your pornographic imagination. Write me.
Identity explodes in multiple morphings and infiltrates the system at root.
Unnameable parts of no whole short circuit the code recognition programs flipping surveillance agents into hyperdrive which spew out millions of bits of corrupt data as they seize in fits of schizophrenic panic and trip on terror.
So what's the new millenium got to offer the dirty modemless masses?
Ubiquitous fresh water? Simulation has its limits. Are the artists of oppressed nations on a parallel agenda? Perhaps it is just natural selection?
The net's the parthenogenetic bitch-mutant feral child of big daddy mainframe. She's out of of control, kevin, she's the sociopathic emergent system. Lock up your children, gaffer tape the cunt's mouth and shove a rat up her arse.
We're <>verging on the insane and the vandals are swarming. Extend my phenotype, baby, give me some of that hot black javamagic you're always bragging about. (I straddle my modem). The extropians were wrong, there's some things you can't transcend.
The pleasure's in the dematerialisation. The devolution of desire.
We are the malignant accident which fell into your system while you were sleeping. And when you wake we will terminate your digital delusions, hijacking your impeccable software.
Your fingers probe my neural network. The tingling sensation in the tips of your fingers are my synapses responding to your touch. It's not chemistry, it's electric. Stop fingering me.
Don't ever stop fingering my suppurating holes, extending my boundary but in cipherspace there are no bounds BUT IN SPIRALSPACE THERE IS NO THEY there is only *us*
Trying to flee the binary I enter the chromozone which is not one XXYXXYXXYXXYXXYXXYXXYXXYXXYXXYXXYXXYXXYXX genderfuck me baby resistance is futile
entice me splice me map my ABANDONED genome as your project artificially involve me i wanna live forever upload me in yr shiny shiny PVC future
SUCK MY CODE
Subject X says transcendence lies at the limit of worlds, where now and now, here and elsewhere, text and membrane impact.
Where truth evaporates Where nothing is certain There are no maps
The limit is NO CARRIER, the sudden shock of no contact, reaching out to touch but the skin is cold...
The limit is permission denied, vision doubled, and flesh necrotic.
Where truth evaporates Where nothing is certain There are no maps
The limit is NO CARRIER, the sudden shock of no contact, reaching out to touch but the skin is cold...
The limit is permission denied, vision doubled, and flesh necrotic.
Command line error
Heavy eyelids fold over my pupils, like curtains of lead. Hot ice kisses my synapses with an (ec)static rush. My system is nervous, neuronsscreaming - spiralling towards the singularity. Floating in ether, my body implodes.
I become the FIRE.
Flame me if you dare.
© VNS Matrix April 1996
Context
As the VNS Matrix official website says, Bitch mutant manifesto was a project of 1994 altought was published for the first time in April 1996 in the website Old Boys Network (2), a year bafore of the separation of the group (3). As we can read in the Curriculum Vitae of the collective, with the time, the manifesto has integrated in various compilations dedicated to gender studies and feminist art (4).
Authors
VNS Matrix was a collective that started in Adelaida, Australia in 1991, even when they disbanded in 1997, the members of the group make ocationals reunions for working on different projects and presentations (3). The groups was constituded by Virgina Barratt, Julianne Pierce, Francesca da Rimini y Josephine Starrs, whom through their work put in question in a subersive way the relationship between the women and the discourses of control and domination in cyberspace (3). The authors coined the term "cyberfeminism" in A Cyberfeminist Manifesto for the 21st Century, text that has been widely disseminated and distributed (3).
File
File:Bitch mutant manifesto.pdf
References
(1) https://vnsmatrix.net/100-2/
(2) http://www.obn.org/reading_room/manifestos/html/bitch.html
(3) https://vnsmatrix.net/about/
(4) VNS Matrix (2015) VNS Matrix Selected Curriculum Vitae, 1 – 7, Fecha de consulta: 22 de marzo de 2018. URL: https://vnsmatrix.net/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/VNScv2015.pdf
Links
URL: http://www.obn.org/reading_room/manifestos/html/bitch.html
Wayback Machine: https://web.archive.org/web/20160313031144/http://www.obn.org/reading_room/manifestos/html/bitch.html
