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)
- 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) _