FIRST MANIFESTO OF EXTRATERRESTRIALISM

Everyone has already thought of everything in the world.

Cows,  in a field,

on a roof,

on a billboard,

munch-munch.
Moo.

It's depressing.

We've really outlived our usefulness  as thinking beings,

we sad apes,
we humans.

The only new thought to think is the extraterrestrial thought.

We need to open ourselves

to thinking from outer space.

Human beings are out of gas.

All the new ideas are just old ideas

with the word "neo" stuck in front

to indicate they're "new."
It has become painfully obvious.
We're talking faux new.

Everything must be a remake from hereon out.

To start: Being out of context is analogous to being 
in outer space. Words stripped of meaning are either 
weightless or heavier than gravity.
Here we go through the black hole.
Words must be used in new ways, heretofore unimagined.
Images, too. 
Framing is everything.  
Human sight must be altered.

What would an extraterrestrial think?

That's the only question worth answering

nowadays.

The only question that can possibly 

produce new ideas.

But they will be ideas that no one will 

1) understand

2) find aesthetically pleasing

3) consider anything less than aggressively ugly, unpleasant, 

inhospitable, even threatening to human sensibility & survival

and not because, as previously, they are ahead of their time.

But because they are outside of time.

Outside of the parameters & possibility of the human brain.

What would an alien painting look like?

An alien sculpture?

An alien poem?

To start: it wouldn't have the colors, proportions, or syntax

that are the basis of human aesthetics.

It would seem, well, alien to the requirements of

human beauty.

The human mind being conditioned 

for human beauty,

human understanding,
human relevance.

And yet extraterrestrial thought and aesthetics might begin to offer an answer to the problems

that plague us. Because it must be clear to anyone

by now that the human mind cannot solve human problems;

it only creates new ones.
The human mind is a machine for creating human problems.

NOT ANOTHER HUMANISM.

At long last, let's have an end to this galactic humanist egoism, this particularly human plague, that insists we see everything through the human sickness, ie. Evolution but it stops at Homo Sapiens, as if we are any better, any more worthy of permanence than the Triceratops or the Cro Magnon or the angelic Pterodactyl. 

AN EXTRATERRESTRIALISM!

What are these new ideas the extraterrestrials have?

What is their notion of beauty?

What if it's ugly? 

What if it sounds like nonsense?

The fact is: alien intelligence & aesthetics 
will exclude human beings. 

There must be some of us ready to take this bold first step into the only true avant garde remaining,
the step not just beyond human
but that negates the human altogether,
ie. human not as stepping stone,
as evolutionary rung to something higher,
but as a draft of a project flawed from the get-go, history being a record of its repeated failed rewrites.
A project that any clear-eyed artist would see must be crumpled
up & destroyed.

LET US BEING FROM SCRATCH WITH A FRESH SHEET OF PAPER. 

LET THERE BE LIGHT.

[ie. The New Nonsense]
There must be some of us ready to accept the new anti- information.

There must be some who can appreciate the new anti-beauty if only in a theoretical sense.

Some of us must have been seeded for this moment.
Some of us must be Extraterrestrialists already.

One thing is certain to be true, ready or not.

THE EXTRATERRESTRIALS HAVE ALREADY LANDED.

—from The Antonin Artaud Spring Roll Society