The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

Access Grid, West Virginia University, 2 a.m. Sunday morning

The Access Grid running in room 109 in the middle of the night, no one
around, but broadcasting the empty classroom and its resonance of memory
held just for a moment, just at the hinge of forgetfulness, the room shall
sail like a great ship of state into uncharted waters of futures darkened
with war, food and fuel crises, extinctions, think for a moment of this
small place signaling everywhere and nowhere in particular, signaling
steady-state, updating on version 3.1 perhaps twenty times a second,
saying nothing, silence, nothing and more silence -

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