noun. Document. Produced yearly in an attempt to publish the upcoming year's fixed points in the universe. For ex. the lunar occultation of Neptune occurred on the 23rd of July 2016 at O6 UT1. Used to navigate one's position on the earth. Trace back all your positions and create new maps. Useful under the sea as a report beyond (above?) the sea level lens with which aquatic life examines the universe. Use the document's code to produce your own almanac rhythms. To that rhythm make a sound, beat your drum and make it unrecognisable. Only communicate with this to map your enemies. Your dance should be writhing. Write this sentence 89 times: “the future arrives via sound waves of insanity. crescendos pull out internal orgasms. ear is attached to sound strings, it unfolds, crawls along.” Maybe it will happen to you.
noun. Degree of measurement. Greek βαθύς (bathus) "deep” μέτρον (metron), "measure". Topographic recording of the sea floors. The metrics of depth. Topographies (see: Lunar, orbit) of the upside down unseen, made seen, unknown. LIDAR and LADER sound systems are pinging to the unwalked. Echoes answer and whales are misled to beach parties. The DJ boat is woofing into sub-terrains, a beat system. In its mapping, we can hear a constant sonorous 'why'? Pinging into Benjamin Siliman's key note of nature or taken even further into outer space myths of sounds and music played by rotations of the universe: “There is a yet higher point of view which all the sounds of nature blend themselves into one mighty tone—that which the Chinese authors have called the kung; and this also has its form—an inexpressible compound or synthesis of all forms, vast and changeable as the sea, and yet through it all upholding an average level, just as the sea does, all- penetrating yet all-embracing, the note which represents the earth, in the music of the spheres—the form which is our petal when the solar system is regarded from that plane where it is all spread out like a lotus.” Leadbeater's cry to a sound chi or maybe just a great lotus flowering, all encompassing cosmic vagina.
compass bearings: use only when completely lost.
grid bearings: follow the line to destratisfy, maybe cross over into the lateral.
magnetic bearing: splice your atoms; then realign your nervous system with the magnetic currents of the earth, turn your body inside out.
relative bearings: or just simply negotiate between nothing and all.
true bearings: get some axioms of episteme grid crossings to lead to higher planes of consciousness.
noun. Read your horoscope and take your tarot deck to others.
noun. You might have to bring a swimming suit. Or simply become a sea serpent. Ask your hair for assistance.
noun. Instrument, functioning under and above water, for navigation with reference to the North pole. Use as your realigning instrument when no memories persist. Can also be treated as a salt container. Spice your wounds to taste.
noun. Direction and distance without landmarks and astronomical measurements. To possess a mnemic reflex among the sea already assuming much for navigation. Being and trying to tell the axioms (names of the sea) presents you with the transition of states of death mostly from gas to liquid, but the coordinates tend to favour solid to liquid mortality voyages.
noun. The path of constant bearing relative to true north. Kantians.
noun. Movement of the moon also a magnetic Almanac (See: Almanac) of period blood orbits, that are mapped in calendric dis/rhythms. Usually it first appears in the diary of little girls, maybe in the diary of borderliners who bleed regularly for moon orbital alignment. “I tell the truth when I bleed. Pain was never a loss, always a gain. Self inflicted pain just made me stronger. If I wail, the blood that leaves is a re-birth into the now, simultaneously it drums the rhythm string. Luna, lunatic, werewolf becoming. Fear me when I bleed for I will tell you why the world turns and eat you, slay you in my thoughts. All is possible. Think the square circle. Circus. Circumvention. Circularity. Circuitry. Eternal return of the blood cycle. I need a red tent cock, a red bent cock. The truth-blood-monsters. I need a blood-feast.” Period almanac to digest ovulation mathematics, be a birthmachine hosting new topographies. Waning and waxing dots on the 13th, 14th, 15th, 16th ,17th, 18th, 19th, 20th, 21th. “This is a non secretive, supercorporeal exploration of flesh, meat, and incision through surface. Not what a body should do but what a body can do.” Unleash the egg, leave trails of blood feasts.
noun. Contained in the compass' relationship to the north pole. That relationship ended when Charles Darwin discovered that birds with long noses must find flowers with long clitoral hoods. The relationship denoting necessity was seen to have originated, rather than being revealed all at once. This has separated the believers into two camps: those who believe our divorce from magnetism came from the bird-flower becoming, those who believe our separation from magnetism came from the bird-flower existing. Make your own choice.
noun. Instrument. To increase length by an evasion of the submarine horizon. Optical evasions for psarotopographia. Fish smells. Might be of some use on your way.
noun. Instrument. Used in conjunction with celestial navigation. Double lensed to focus onto two objects at the same time. Sun+horizon and determine their angle. Thereby positioning the traveller in relation to a curiously fixed point. Relating the three, sun, horizon, point 0,0. translates into punctures into paper world-map-skins. Map the world with new topographic imaginaries. Or new punctures on an old map. Or new maps with old punctures.
verb. (finally!) Latin: to cut. The body self-harms for power and curls into a six shape to let out, take in and become part of a generative circuity that aligns it into a wound. The wound keeps breaking open to reveal new skins. Amphibian-becomings. Or howl werewolf becomings. (see: Lunar Orbit.) (Also see: Woods. Tents. Cuts, wounds, heals. Heels. Holes.)
noun. plural/ities. Describes the rise and fall of the sea level in connection to gravitational pulls, created by the combined forces of rotating earth+moon+sun. Create a tsunami in your body. Use your blood and water it down with sea water. If you have severe blood loss refuse a pig's blood transfusion, a cow's blood transfusion. Be hard on this point, you only want to have diluted sea water. If the Real still looks at you, you may walk. Follow the rhythm, the beat, follow your sea water, it will be a long walk. Don't be a kelpie, you have no seal skin to loose, no sailor or fisherman has stolen it from you. Rather you are stealing back, through. You have had it all along under your skin. For days your skin has been shedding, every time you licked your fingers, you tasted salt. Skin flakes as big as plates come off when you itch. Your hands have eczema between the fingers. Follow the need to scratch although you will draw blood. This is only the beginning of your journey. Use celestial navigation and only walk at night. Avoid eyes. If you feel you can only walk when the tide is going out, do so. Share the food you are shedding, sea gulls may accompany you and pick up your skin flake trail. No one will be able to see where you have been. Your skin has now fallen and your eyes are those you have always had. Peel off the mucus layers and empty your tear sacks. Once you have reached the sea you should take sand and rub off the remaining flesh. Take off the scabs.
The Sea: a Navigational Lexicon
for the Perplexed
by J.O. and N.L.
(Fuck shoes! I can grow deleuzian nails, flailing with my words as I spit the ABC.)