Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.62.0503301622000.28546@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: tt
Date: Wed, 30 Mar 2005 16:22:08 -0500 (EST)
tt ***** gather wed sep 22 01:55:39 edt 1999 towards sixth space appointing direc- tions, winds begin, center disappears, unholding, beings flu##ered in vertical flight, space of memory, data acquisitions, tensor calculi and ***** skies the colours of meteors wed sep 22 01:57:03 edt 1999 into the ninth of planetary realms, for what remains in high wind but clu##er, destruc- tion of family photograph, history, talisman, it's here among the planets ***** mind begins to go, tears where thoughts gathered. the once. wed sep 22 01:59:17 edt 1999 tenth and now long walking, forge##ing with fearful eyes, tornado wed sep 22 01:59:48 edt 1999 i wonder i don't remember her ***** staff people helping me all through this, mommy mommy brought forth by cisco router! mommy mommy, please get be##er and i will mail you on the big machine and i will read news from you on the news machine and i will ***** BISI you'd be##er retire and turn your job in East Anglia over to Aecci! Right now! ***** York, I bet! Glad to see you were over at LINDISFARNE - did you see all the neat stuff there? Was it really all wri##en on vellum? Did they have a lot of sheep? I bet they had a lot of sheep! ***** Hi Mom! What a mess! I can hardly reach you from here! We're down in HROFESCESTIR at the moment! It's pre##y terrific - you should see all the bridges! ***** age##y they had go##en up to the mountain fastness ash past villages burned to ash, there was always someone, ***** chmod model, who everyone dreamed about wanting to chown own. she was the center of a##ention in clear the clearing, where the liberation army constantly ***** Communique: I am seventy-eight years old. Communique: Youth's altered a##itude to questions of sex is of course 'fundamental' and based on theory. Many people call it revo- ***** Report: I am certainly not in favor of this or that! Report: I do not smoke a bourgeois so-called cigare##e! Communique: The whole of society will have become a single office ***** Report: I do not agree with those of the dictatorship who accuse me of paranoia, although I have been commi##ed of paranoia by the so- called 'state authorities.' I do not smoke a cigare##e, a victim of the bourgeois mind! ***** --someone in the tomb of lenin where messages touching my asshole i know it will be filled with clu##er--touching my paranoid prick i know you'll never tape lenin--this is tape-lenin trying to deliver a tape which was ***** But sometimes as well people a##ack me for how I feel. I mean, how could I be a##acked, I'm just expressing myself, what I'm going through. I don't want to lay it on anyone else, I just want to be understood. I ***** Now I have someone who will listen to me when I express my rage, when I want to kill myself. I know I will be a be##er person. It is enough that they listen, they don't have to say anything. My computer has become my ***** I've learned that I can discuss things be##er with you online than I can with my doctor, and I know now who to avoid when I need to look for a ***** wanted to try something else, that I had the support of the online commu- nity. I said nothing else ma##ered, my whole world gets caught up in this or that medication and I know there is more to life than that. ***** There are people out there in this town who could really benefit from all this on line, they would learn how to be##er control themselves. I think so many people in this culture are hurting or wrecked, I don't know where ***** like at one time. I couldn't even sit down without shuddering. Now I have the time to even be with my parents a li##le, we're beginning to under- stand each other. But it's because of this screen, nothing else. And they ***** and I can't talk to anyone else. She says I've been drinking a lot but it's not working any more. I don't know what's the ma##er with me. I just start crying sometimes. She's got long blond hair and beautiful blue eyes, ***** says, but I now I'm not. I'm not as good as anyone. Oh fuck, I can't stand this. She's scratching herself, cu##ing through her skin; you can see her bleeding through her ta##ered clothes. I've got a secret, she says, I can't tell anyone, how good I am, what a person I am. People say I'm beau- ***** cries that she needs comfort and consolation, why won't everyone be quiet just for a li##le while. She has u##er rapture on her face, the rapture of pure despair. I'm fucking afraid of dying, and yet I want to kill myself, ***** yours. She disagrees with everyone, she knows it. New Clar dances around, her lips parted. Old Clar pays no a##ention, she's got a horrifying pre- monition about the death of everyone. We're all going to die a horrible ***** smart. Oh hell, she wants another drink, just one more, fuck, things can only get be##er, can't they? She's scratched open sores around her breasts, you can see them through her ripped clothing, they're bleeding. Oh hell, pay no a##ention to me. ***** I know I'm boring you; I can't help it. It's not funny, it's real life, for God's sakes pay a##ention to me, oh God, please, please, please don't leave me like this, please help me, honest, I'll kill myself if you don't, ***** les, do you know that? There are tracks all over me, not just my arms. You might think I'd know be##er, but I like them. They scar me, show you where I've been. ***** It's not just that though. I've got be##er friends than you ever will. They'll all betray me in the end. But there's a pull in the world, I seem ***** Do you know I can sing? You've probably never heard me sing. Someday I'll sing for you, even now. You can stand a li##le? You might like this. There's a record I use for background, like karaoke. Just a second. 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I want to sleep now. ***** Mail archive archives bin boot core dev etc export holding hosts htdocs kadb lib log lost+found mnt net pcfs restoresymtable sbin se##erm src staff sys tmp users usr var vmunix vmunix-lkm vmunix-raid zz ***** The specifics of the leverage would not ma##er - just as the details of universal equations spell out varying phenomenologies, but their very ***** which the laws of distribution hold, and within which we may fall in love, throw a ball, or speak, as if difference were upheld, or sha##ered. cat chio chmod cp csh date dd df domainname echo ed expr hostname kill ksh ln ls mkdir mt mv pax ps pwd rcmd rcp rm rmail rmdir sh sleep s##y sync test zz ***** sd2cgsd2dgsd2egsd2fgsd2ggsd2hgsd3ags sd4bgsd4cgsd4dgsd4egsd4fgsd4ggsd4hgs sound3gspeakergss0gst0gst1gstderrgst ##yE1g##yE2g##yE3g##yE4g##yE5g##yE6g ##yp4g##yp5g##yp6g##yp7g##yp8g##yp9g ##yq0g##yq1g##yq2g##yq3g##yq4g##yq5g ##yqcg##yqdg##yqeg##yqfg##yr0g##yr1g ##yr8g##yr9g##yrag##yrbg##yrcg##yrdg ##ys4g##ys5g##ys6g##ys7g##ys8g##ys9g ##yt0g##yt1g##yt2g##yt3g##yt4g##yt5g ##ytcg##ytdg##yteg##ytfg##yu0g##yu1g ##yu8g##yu9g##yuag##yubg##yucg##yudg ##yv4g##yv5g##yv6g##yv7g##yw0g##yw1g ##yw8g##yw9g##ywag##ywbg##ywcg##ywdg ##yx4g##yx5g##yx6g##yx7g##yx8g##yx9g tun0gtun1guhid0guhid1guhid2guhid3guk vnd0agvnd0bgvnd0cgvnd0dgvnd0egvnd0fg vnd1egvnd1fgvnd1ggvnd1hgwd0agwd0bgwd ***** you do make me! un para o pk##olkx corr yu lat sgqk eua oh thank you jennifer thank you ***** Ou##ages MAY OCCUR. ***** Japanese Amusement Nigh##ime Japan Nikuko's Popular Imagery of Japan ***** the work will remain in spite of its ruin in the stories of mothers and sons i am wri##en in the stories of fathers and sons i am wri##en i am a coward small and fearful ***** Il n'est jouer qu'en maladie, Le##re vraye que tragedie, Lasche homme que chevalereux, ***** Kristevatumor and such mavericks as Roheim. Within the astute rationalist construct of mathematicocancerscientific developmen##umor Jennifer ob- serves Kleintumor Penrosetumor Marrtumor Moravectumor others too nucancer merous to mentiontumor not for a moment forge##ing Minsky and the uncanny precancer science of Euclid. Such is Jennifer s casetumor that she does ***** mor he looks like this! she saidtumor making the uglicancer est cutest li##le face! That old Alan! every moment when the word leans it becomes another word and language gains ascendence across body and function as if ***** will not know then what has occurred unknowledge transpires and is every- where there is a non-ma##ering of unknowledge that will be the same and substance ruling or ruined same and ruling substance of the day or forlorn ***** day of gone time or world forlorn unknowledge towards a glimmer or horizon towards transpiration and non-ma##ering this is a prediction and a truth of and from the year 3000 ****