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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: Knots and Twirls in Super Second Living Space
Date: Sat, 21 Aug 2010 21:12:16 -0400 (EDT)
Knots and Twirls in Super Second Living Space http://www.alansondheim.org/knots.mp4 This goes on and on. So far so good, these are abacuses, objects counted, not too much out of line. If metaphor's involved, it's indexical. But then perhaps I bring in libido (Dionysian, analogic) and superego (Apollonian, digital), and I'm off and running. Before long I'm tied in Lacan's knots, a slippage that's always productive - how can it knot be? Language begins to curl, everything proceeds with a poetics of the real, and I'm lost, I'm lost... weather" or knot strings: used for knots, Borromean knots, imperm- anent subjectivities woven out of clotted postings. And of the theory of knots. The midst of the embraiding of sheaves with mass knots, a story or displacement of organs, the linking of knots, and I'm off and running. Before long I'm tied in Lacan's knots, Borromean knots, impermanent subjectivities woven out of clotted embroidery. The midst of the embraiding of sheaves with mass flagu flagv *knotsu *knotsv *bezt charidx kern nurb *bevobj *taperobj knots, in knots each other into violent knots. They do go back. A hollow tube closed with knots at both ends, Pestilence's canoe was quickly, Borromean knots, impermanent subjectivities woven out of clotted postings. I hung them from the window, I've tied myself in knots ... you could see the s/ms as 'controls': bondages, knots, sheaves, sadisms, ideological part- clots of subjectivities, knots and noted - each other into violent knots. They do go back to the knobs of the trees and their roots. This topology with me, knots unraveling, coalescing no, you are many, are gnarls or knots in the timber, to an insufficiently high cutting-speed, so "Soften your sharpness, loosen your knots." And my stomach's in knots. I'm falling over. I'm crawling, knotted up, knotted, so ill, they twirl, buckle and unbuckle constantly, forming and unforming, raveling and unraveling - with rafters, with the bark on high, the bark on high above.