Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.00.1110090115490.25227@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: last night at Eyebeam... a revelation...
Date: Sun, 9 Oct 2011 01:18:14 -0400 (EDT)
last night at Eyebeam... a revelation... http://www.alansondheim.org/sexdeath.mp4 sex, yes... and death, yes... are inextricably entangled... am i the first to notice this, Agave? they're both hard to swallow, and yes, surely i'm the first to call orgasm the 'little death' which only grows with a thud into the big One? every point i make is broken with delight against the corpse of sex, the messy spew of death. wait a minute, there's more, all sorts of things of bones growing after the brain stops, what sort of ugly repeating shatters geometries into the semblance of Becoming?