Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.63.0510170433580.27225@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: unun
Date: Mon, 17 Oct 2005 04:34:18 -0400 (EDT)
unun language is always periphery bonded to the surface of a shell's extremity it's that residue that grants our speech a modicum of efficacy the efficacious is the real (nyaya) my writing collapses into substance it fills the gaps or holes in the shell (the pores) it's everywhere, stuffing, useless, not even uselessness it survives perhaps as the residue of capital the residue of capital is dependent upon the hardness of materials - and their efficacy hardness = databanks = memory (of a retrievable sort) you are nowhere, purposeless data we can only speak because no one listens (there is no listening) listening would transform the very nature of the chemical elements that can't be allowed to happen (it can't happen) - it can't happen because of the very nature of the world world, work, and words, perhaps wor/ld/k/d worldkd labor of building language, slough of language this doesn't describe anything, this doesn't describe nothing high temperatures, high pressures, new forms of matter mattered scattered among the incipient virtual energy of space creatures exist among themselves on the other side of dark matter - for which we are dark matter, they are omniscient, they peer - we're here, they're there, they peer they know we don't use language, don't speak, don't listen - symbolic meaningless surfaces, semiosis doesn't cut anything - not even action, not the moment our meaninglessness surfaces among them, they ignore semiosis allowing nothing in the form of speech allowing nothing in the formlessness of speech allowing everything in the form of speech = allowing everything in the formlessness of speech unun the darkened matter for which we are the children of light unun for brilliant matter for which we are the children of darkness = our shell and our holding on with the materiality of words = words were never there, we're our shell, holding on (night) unu