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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: pre-sent
Date: Thu, 28 May 2009 04:08:15 -0400 (EDT)
pre-sent from the viewpoint of the one, here i am writing this with closed eyes, concentrating on the thought putting itself forth, as if i were elsewhere, and from this point of view, all is interiority, just as sight records a permanence unlost in time as hearing is lost, as touch is not, and warmth is intermediate; smell is a motion and a process, just as taste; smell might remain, but taste disappears with the capacity to ingest perhaps. you can see the embeddings of time in the senses, and in the roiling of my constructions in virtual worlds, time is dissipated just as hearing is always already a disappearance and smell or taste are embodied only in memory, only present in memory, never presented, never in a present: the knowledge of the organism is the knowledge of the present as pre-sent. http://www.alansondheim.org/pov1.png http://www.alansondheim.org/pov2.png http://www.alansondheim.org/pov3.png http://www.alansondheim.org/pov4.png http://www.alansondheim.org/pov4.png http://www.alansondheim.org/pov6.png http://www.alansondheim.org/pov7.png http://www.alansondheim.org/pov8.png but what i give you, can give you here, are the captured screens, the shot snaps, the death of the imaginary, the dead-roiling always on the move, ghosts without feet, just ghosts.