If you’re trapped in a game whose outcome is a lose-lose situation, when even winning is losing, yet losing is losing too, the question is not so much on how to win this particular game anymore but how to lose this game spectacularly. In this light, to lose is not an end but the beginning of a radical break, an opening toward the dissolution of a world that claims to be the only one.

The ultrablack non-ference is not about bringing together, but not to carry—a radical refusal, an unraveling of identity, and time, pulling away from atomized forms of resignation, resentment, revenge or aversion, we give collectively birth to a zany bastard child, an uchro(m/n)iatic seduction. It is a space of strange strangers, where improvisation emerges from what has been denied, where winning is losing, and losing is the only escape.

From April 2–12 2025 “ultrablack non-ference of mille plateaux II” proliferates and branches out from Forum Stadtpark (and other places) into the city of Graz. Again it launches its dark, unpredictable, and concatenating deprogramming program, with several days of concerts, lectures, video/film screenings, performances, exhibitions, site-specific installations, workshops, discussions, DJ sets, and outages implying ad hoc improvisations and fast acting.

A gravitational center is gone. What remains is a scattered, entangled field, held together only by absence and negation. We exist in a world without outside, where history is rubble, the future unattainable, and the present an endless loop of crisis and simulation. Meaning is overproduced, language implodes, and thought collapses into fragmented trends. Capitalism has reached its limit—it no longer expands but self-destructs. Nano-fascism infiltrates bodies. The system doesn’t just oppress; it programs and internalizes, ‘getting’ people to do things, want things, participate, to enjoy. But rather than surrendering to nihilism, we turn it into a weapon—a refusal of both progress and despair, a nihilism against nihilism – autocannibalization.

If the only movement left is against itself, then the only real act is subtraction—to undo, to retreat, to dissolve. This is ultrablack refusal, an insurgent, encrypted break from the world. A leap into the unknown.