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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: brooklyn with the left eye
Date: Tue, 14 Apr 2009 21:37:01 -0400 (EDT)
brooklyn with the left eye because i'm write/right/rite-eyed-sight/cite/site dominant and now forced to use the left, camera tilting w/fixed-focus eye/I/eye-lens with fixed- focus lens: what can go wrong? bundling up the color against a u-shaped brightness-curve. because neighborhood brooklyn is spring/ing flowering as such. but eye/I can't see what i've done, perhaps u-can. http://www.alansondheim.org/ bklynd jpgs not only have i taken site for granted, also rite-i-dominance. i think of vision as byproduct, a peeling of the surface of the world/whirled, world and whirled are me. with my left eye, eye had to search for the view- finder; eye-hand coordination was non-existent, as was the remnants of any horizon i might have held before me. the whirled veers, precesses, me inside the schwarzschild radius. i can't say enough of the virtual; it's the area or dream screen that carries entropy. check the equations. my i holds off, peels symbol after symbol among balls and spheres. at horizon, information is just out of reach, symbols peel off as memory, nothing more and nothing accurate. they're heated. the hole collapses, bang boom with untoward heat, forget it, just now, I read the text, and it was mine. At least for the moment, pre-sent to present. Brooklyn's already disappeared - I can't say enough about memory.