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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: Neuradynamia
Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2009 04:28:29 -0500 (EST)
Neuradynamia Jennifer was dark and mysterious, well-strung, strong, and vigorous, but with weak nerves. Everyone talked about her and said she had a nervous condition. Julu would say 'she had some nerve,' as if a gloomy apportion- ment had consigned her to untoward misery. Naked, Jennifer exhibited a remarkable neuranagenesis, centered around the neurad. Pain were in order, Nikuko remarked. This is the central nervous system. This is where every- thing that happened to Jennifer, happened. Beyond railroad-spine, she had been diagnosed neurasthenic, an exhaustion of nerve force impaired by neuratrophy. Julu called her neure, as she said, from beginning to end. She reached the breaking-point, everyone getting on her nerves, playing them like an instrument; Nikuko called this neurectasis, nerve-stretching. There were no neuriatry for her, Julu said. It was hopeless. It's like this: Jennifer near death and they continue to talk. Jennifer no longer hears, has no desire to listen; her neuralgia peaks, her will to converse - her ability to converse - is gone. Neurogenesis failed. Her neuroblasts continued to develop enlarged neurocele, resulting in hardening of cellular walls. She had ascending neuritis as a result. She had descending neuritis as well, her virtual body dissolved into nodes treated by neurectomy, as one or another nerve corpuscle was decommissioned in the hope that her lipomatous neuritis would be susceptible to reassignment of addresses, direct and indirect, resulting in a cathected neurility in which thoughts and dreams flowed freely. Sheep's brain nervine did nothing, however; it was too general a treatment as the neuramebimeter clearly showed. There was no neurogeny; neuroma was feared, her neuroplasm weakened with bad thoughts that Julu had warned against. Injections of neurokeratin were tried. Jennifer the neuroid, screamed Jennifer. Giving name to neurography only lay the foundations for what Nikuko would call, Jennifer echoing her, the kind of neuromimesis that seemed to characterize her neurolysis. Such a weakening, Julu said, that dreams rose within the softness of her thinking, Jennifer thinking softly, Julu said. Neurosomes were softcode, weakcode, lassitude, languor, mute and supine reasoning. Neurosuture was tried prior to, post, neurosurgery; her neurophonia got in the way, resulting in transient neuroparalysis. Jennifer-dream-state slowly began to understand her neuropathic sleep. Almost comatose, Julu said, the result of neuro -trasis or -tripsy, as if the kernel were under siege, perhaps neurotabes, or the excessive power of neurosthenia. Dreams there, falling apart, memory tablature under the signature of neurotica - it was readable, Nikuko said, even from a distance. Even from a vast distance, Jennifer sinking, the incandescent sadness of neurotrophasthenia finally taking hold. Your smile is beautiful, Nikuko whispered. Your breasts are lovely, Julu murmured. Jennifer neurotic screamed Jennifer. Neurotropism negative and positive cradled her quietly, Jennifer sinking deeper, listening to everything and nothing, in the silent neurotension of Julu and Nikuko. She is caressing us, Julu cried softly. Everything was soft in the neuropathic, only Jennifer thinly dreaming, thinner and thinner, then nothing at all.