Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.44.0201212120450.8327-100000@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>,
"WRYTING-L : Writing and Theory across Disciplines" <WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA>
Subject: by virtue of the indent, language becomes stuff
Date: Mon, 21 Jan 2002 21:21:07 -0500 (EST)
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by virtue of the indent, language becomes stuff
it sits there, gnawing at the margin, as if something else were going
on. it continues in this fashion - there was a pressure applied, a
sliding effect
no such thing exists in any form whatsoever. someone thinks: it's a
conscious choice, the words were put there, they were arranged in
such-and-such a fashion
in reality it could be anything at all. but it gnaws, slips, slides
forward, just about to topple, this substance of language, this
phonemics which sticks in the throat,
the most vulnerable part of the body. there is no stopping speech, nor
syntax, once language moves from protolanguage, protosyntax, to this
incipient point,
then back again, as now. a conjuration 'in print' of language's
foreignness, its other of any other. as if we're faced of a sudden,
faced of a night, with this determinative
(indicated by a push
(indicating by a toppling, or what appears to be an arrangement
perhaps a contract made by someone or something)
perhaps the very nature of a contract itself)
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