Seeking "PolyContact" in language, Gillespie's manifesto is written in intense strings of neologisms: “fragile-cleanslobber-purity” “sorrowsweatintocheesejoy." Sometimes they take on resonances of Orewellian Newspeak--“CritiReact." Sometimes they are hilarious: “the Spiritual Future of America is not to evolve till a present diabetes is admit > removed, t’wit:”
Most of this was incoherent to say the least. There were bright spots in here, but it was hard to understand. The handwritten pieces at the end can be seen as beautiful pieces of art.