Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.55.0305071940360.4899@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: Er
Date: Wed, 7 May 2003 19:40:49 -0400 (EDT)
Ur ( Production note: I wrote this originally as stand-alone companion piece to the genealogy of machines. But then I disguised it through various irreversible (many-to-one, one-to-many) transformations, as if I were afraid to reveal my thought to you. Now I find it again, in the backwoods of another computer; it holds its own, and I return it, unencumbered, to you, as if for the very first time. So I might thank David Bohm here for his discussions on making, art, harmony, and fitting, and the early 70s Brown University Systems Group, to which I somewhat belonged. - Alan Sondheim, Alan Sondheim, what are you afraid of? ) Everything goes into the [component of the] machine. The machine is composed of nearly decomposable subsystems. Each subsystem contributes to the whole. Each fits within a harmonious fit or art. The whole is the fit or art. Within every component there are substances. Within every component there is substance. A machine is a functional substance. The machine is a collapse of components and substances. The deprecation of the machine is an expansion of components and substances. A great breathing is the machine. The machine! The machine! "Yeah, but what if Matrix Reloaded is whack?" ___