Radio Chthulucene 87.9 FM

I am thinking of location. I don’t know where I want to put a radio station. I feel like the UCSD campus negates personal investment in particular places. I think it was designed that way—to try and stop [political] organizing and activism. I guess that lends itself well for this project—the campus is designed to keep you moving, designed for travel, despite its bigness. 

I don’t know if I ascribe any personality to any of the colleges either, what with their disparate architecture. I just see buildings. No faces. Nothing speaks. [New] Sixth College still looks like a big brother of the McDonald’s Playpen. And like each building might topple over or spin itself—some automated rubik’s cube. My roommate is reading Jane Jacobs’ book; I vaguely remember him saying Sixth was built after her Urban Planning ideology. Everything is everything. Optimal. One application. Stuffed. Isn't that what Elon Musk wants for X. Or something? 

I think I’ll probably try and put my radio somewhere in the [Old] Student Center. I used to volunteer at the Food Cooperative there. I don’t anymore. No bad blood but really just a little. I still know some people there / am known by people there. Somewhat. Maybe they would let me put a radio there, though I know electrical port access was always an issue. (Fights broke out. (not really) A little). I think they’d be apt to participate in the project. They used to do Zines. I tried to start a Zine there. Then I left. When I go—I still go sometimes to buy something or sit—I don’t know most of the people now and it reminds me of a conversation I had last week with a Korean student. We were assigned “Crying in H-mart” for class and he was saying it was interesting to hear a Korean-American’s take on certain Korean cultural aspects/foods. I told him I am half-Korean. He asked what it was like when I walked into H-mart. The first word I thought was alienated. I asked him and he said simulacrum. He said it with a lisp. I suggested uncanny. He agreed. Maybe H-mart is a place departing, departed from. But still of. in some way. like us.

I wonder if we hugged what shape we would make. 

Bodies Filling / Unfilling

                                                                         [>] Gibbous [<] 
                                          our conversation, the loudest quiet in the room.

Maybe departure will make its way into the piece. I wonder if there is a place in the process of departing on UCSD. They exploded Marshall Lowers. And Camp Snoopy. Departed, not departing. [Old] Student Center is somewhat departing. They want to kick the Co-ops out. They probably will, the lease is ending this summer. Ending :: Departure? I don’t really think so. I want it to end sometimes, I do. (not really).