Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.61.0501221544420.29878@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: CONTROL SITES
Date: Sat, 22 Jan 2005 15:44:52 -0500 (EST)
CONTROL SITES HONEY: "No giving and no speaking. He wandered about in the meadow; I pulled him up short. He could peer down my dress! He foreswore sex, but he couldn't help looking. Wrything tends towards argument, aggression, pathos, empathy, flaming, desire, net sex of labor which molds it. And an eight-year-old breaker boy in the anthracite mines is far less innocent than an eight-year-old breaking in to alt.sex.bondage gifs. The man thinks, she is the hole of philosophy. He has invested time against her space. She will construct her sex, she thinks. He is in time. I too refuse to die, the only linkage between the two of us, refuse, as, uh, the writing shoves itself out between my legs, one sex, uh, one hole or another and swollen holes, penises, aureoles, vaginas, asses, complexions, finger-nails, cuticles, hair, breasts held perfectly in place, nipples always erect. America produces erections; sex love of viagra-chemical love. taking viagra, a singular and misshapen element or entity. the signature of our sex: typical; other than liquidity, a sign of the dreams to come, there was the uncanny. The body floods into control sites, partial determinations. The control sites hold it at the origin. One can recite one's day in either medium, but the nuances are obviously absent. It's double penetration, like the double-coding of language itself. It's not fucking, though. It can't be grasped. It isn't sex. It's isn't anything. It's an arrangement, between myself and the avatar, the ends of the earth, I want to fuck your wives and daughters, steal your money, throw you out in the street, garbage! garbage! Straight, I see how THEY pervert the idea of sex, Christ, and affairs we are not allowed to shut the doors of our offices if there is a student of any degree of opposition sex within. the halls of the department of art are filled with television cameras and Sex ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: ooh: oo the chaotic -we're at the base of everything -the foundation -we're hurtling 80 miles an hour, exposed -5 theoretical turns -the body of sex, sexual body -writing or imagining the body of the other." TRAVIS: "Pushing language to the reader so the body appears to be at stake: Think of writing orgasm in net-sex ooh: ooh: ooH when writing becomes sound or substance o much as turn from me. My gun will speak Eternity. You dream of me, blame it on me. Your sex is me, my gun you'll see. I'm only here to beg, obey. The gun makes, our sex will be our arms and legs and minds. We'll pull our dresses up. We'll smell of the corporate state: slaves and slavers, violated and violaters, the over-populated world. Human-species bloom into impure substance, rubs sex raw against north-american-european." RADIO: "anna:nana:oracular hat:telephony:ok_guv:cyberpain:Richard:natch:1175:2:Coll:Richard:telephony real:image:uncanny:dirty:splay:sex:sex:1241:4:sex:sex:real" RADIO: "anna:nana:oracular hat:telephony:ok_guv:cyberpain:Richard:natch:1175:2:Coll:Richard:telephony real:image:uncanny:dirty:splay:sex:sex:1241:4:sex:sex:real" HONEY: "Truth. Oh fuck. I do this shame have, I am ashame. Here and broken. Are you afraid of sex? I do so cower. I can speak hardly. My tongue is rippe. Ashame opened my holes. My mouth filled with blood. I was spokensible, exposing my hole." I would open myself to the screen, an uh, the writing shoves itself out between my legs, one sex, uh and swollen holes, penises, aureoles, vaginas, asses, complexions, finger-nails, cuticles, hair, breasts held perfectly in place, nipples always erect. America produces erections; sex my legs for you, I have no secrets, my mouth, my ass are open, wide cunt, hard cock - You can write this, sexless, of every sex, every _preposition_ You can have me, have my love. You can have me, have my love." _