HYPERGNOSISSY
Dismal Session 011: Kid Xanthrax
DISMAL SESSIONS is an ongoing series of dank mixes, fermented visions, sacred files, trash vector collect calls, ambient occlusions, cursed ASMR, sublime leaks and bad datasets hosted by Most Dismal Swamp and co-presented by Silicon Valet and New Art City.
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A lesser known term embedded in the depths of psychopathological discourse emanates with curious pathetic fallacy for a discipline so fraught and pedantic as social psychology. Hypergnosis or hypergnosia both earn a red underline (conspiratorial minds may be tempted to question this admission from the lexicon) and yet the delusional state which causes one to project neurosis onto externality feels all too familiar in a world where even Post Truth has lost stability of definition. The term connotes the outward projection of one's own psychosis, (one’s psychic drives, internal neurosis etc.) into elaborate delusional doctrine – perhaps not coincidentally also a definitive function of Freudian psychoanalytics. This tendency pierces the heart of the heretical gnostic, the spurious schizophrenic. And though heresy functionally presupposes a generally accepted dogmatism, it seems the ancient goliath of monotheism has exploded into increasingly infinitesimal shrapnel rendering the heretical more rampant than ever – and paradoxically nonexistent.
Surfing this neoreactionary Mobius Strip, our moment has plunged into a state of HYPERGNOSISSY, an auto-hypnosis characterized by rapid orientation-switch-reorientation figure-eighting, dizzily spinning through ideological rupture, one collapse after the other. We are no longer confused about our sexual identity, we have resolved to cannibalize eachother toothless and insatiable, swallowing our mate whole. This macro-schizophrenic haze through which we all swagger is a catastrophe festival soundtracked by brostep EDM drops where you ingest pesticide to get high. It is a carnival of clickbait, mascotted by meme man and pepe, crawling with every sexy minion you never asked to see. It is not heresy, it is hyper-heresy, it is time collapsing, a broken internal clock on my laptop causing ruptures in file structure, no end or beginning just a weird loop of sponsored content bombardment, a rapid influx of every ad you’ve ever witnessed in the span of a minute.
Axioms of image death and subsequent zombification of the spectacle preface a psychotrance neural meltdown. We are no longer passively identifying with this spectacle -- we are killing it, merging with it via anthropomorphization, and walking dead in it as host. We are awake dreaming, sleepwalking through an ever-elaborated wasteland of dead images and symbology.
HYPERGNOSISSY is a video examining the delusional externality which contracts into internal neurosis. It is a massive post-cultural anti-montage; a hypercollage for the end of media, a neural epic, a sissy hypno on /gif/ but for late Capital, applying a Burroughsian cut-up methodology wherein temporality is smashed and meme logic prevails. HYPERGNOSISSY is as much a video essay as it is a pornopunk animutation, a visual harsh noise wall, Youtube poop, a vore video, and an accelerationist psychotrance fantasy.