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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: the flooding and milking of liquid and liquid
Date: Tue, 6 Jul 2010 17:11:05 -0400 (EDT)
the flooding and milking of liquid and liquid http://www.alansondheim.org/flood.mov http://www.alansondheim.org/flood2.mov ( but it's not the flood that meanders; it's the flood or storm that spreads and spill, but not meanders; it's the pronoun that follows the text below * ) ( * and see below and http://www.alansondheim.org/flood3.mov http://www.alansondheim.org/flood4b.mov ** ) sometimes work meanders; environments are unexpected, and analysis follows suit. visual and theoretical paths meander, as if trajectories were always second-order at the least: think of spatial acceleration. the speed of thought moves nothing. everything proceeds as if an apologetics: this isn't what I meant but isn't it interesting? then there are the dreams, dream work, as if all screens were breasts, all leaks, exhalations from the matrix. the well PUMPED the oil, the man and woman PUMPED each other, the infant desert was NOURISHED, the ocean and mind were MILKED. * ** it's the following for example :: http://alansondheim.org/flood3.mov where simultaneous sit/teleport commands construct an imaginary position _elsewhere,_ in mid-air or mid-stream - a position viewed either from avatar or independent camera - a position which answers to its own transposed topography - breaking the simulacrum of the real - floating the avatar 'about' deeply unrelated spaces - as if she were controlled there - so one might ask - where is the mechanism here - the control mechanism - since 'there' has none - and the original mechanism is elsewhere - out of touch, out of reach - so here's a meander - an occurrence - something to take advantage of - leading us out into, in fact, a dream state of sorts - flying through unknown geographies - and then the well PUMPED the oil, the man and woman PUMPED each other, the infant desert was NOURISHED, the ocean and mind were MILKED - as the next and final image, environment, process, procedure, operation, installation, performance appeared - http://www.alansondheim.org/flood4b.mov - perhaps the most 'original' of all - certainly the most energized - the most possessing a philosophic diegesis or trajectory - something to say, to be said - for the liquidity of catastrophe - liquidity of permanent crisis - and its relation to engendering, to the interior of the body, to the matrix, the breast, to semen, to the womb, to the infant, to nourishment and nutrition, to the phenomenology of the swollen, tumescent, distended - to fecundity, engorgement and the soft flow of the eaten - to suffocation and the last respiration, to death and the last sight of eyes slowly closing - never to open again - - think of the jagged-dance or puppet-marionette-dance, for that's what happens, that's what's happening - whenever you're there - beneath the sign of capital (I used to say) - _within_ the sign of capital - not the here/ there of the Matrix, but effluvia, floundering about, flailing, for and against our will - 'the soft flow of the eaten - to suffocation and the last respiration' - http://www.alansondheim.org/flood.mov http://www.alansondheim.org/flood2.mov http://www.alansondheim.org/flood3.mov http://www.alansondheim.org/flood4b.mov and 4b yes yes yes, the coming home of the catastrophic, the flooding, the new world of oil and milk, the flooding and milking of liquid and liquid, the flooding and milking of liquid and liquid the flooding and milking of liquid and liquid the flooding and milking of liquid and liquid the flooding and milking of liquid and liquid the flooding and milking of liquid and liquid the flooding and milking of liquid and liquid