Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.11.1601052108580.29413@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: Cysexed (2nd half shuddered files)
Date: Tue, 5 Jan 2016 21:12:17 -0500 (EST)
Cysexed (2nd half shuddered files) http://www.alansondheim.org/cysexed06.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/cybsext.mp4 http://www.alansondheim.org/cysexed03.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/cysexed04.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/cysexed07.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/cysexed09.jpg and quaint terminology, archeological cyber-anything, virtual worldings returning the grit of the body to shapeless and groundless grit-physics representative of the wired body recording spasms and its own infrastructures on closed and unhacked circuitry casting off shell after shell of imagery almost representative of a central core or kernel from which pushbacks and pullouts, pushouts and pullbacks, can be conceptualized, the locals of a topoi or places as if they were originary, origin lying in the sensors, the wires, the programs, hardly in the apparatus of the body which is already corrosive, still un-gene-spliced, falling, failing, flailing apart,the core of flesh returning through a barycentric arcing from the configurations of slaughter, the removal of temples and other archaeological debris, and here is the debris caved in within the body, the body electric signaling to the world, body touching body, spasmodic body grounded in the struggle for breath and mouthings, muscles loose and taut, pleasure and carapace or shells thrown from it, wave after wave, recordings stuttered in the apparatus of the virtual world, as if there were always a return, this electric body, this non-electronic body or one running from the diodes and wires elsewhere to and from the machines taking note of whatever the shuddering or shattering might speak of, for within the body itself, such are unspeakable, incapable at these times of speech or thoughtful thinking, indeterminate, letting it run on as if there were streams flooding the interior of the virtual worlds, short-circuiting, burning, everything around, the cliffs, the waters, the recording devices, the muscles, the skin, the flesh beneath the skin, the tissues of the flesh, the organs beneath, the ruptures and sutures, the belongings and castings, the operations, the inoperables, the espionage from within, the careful and unordained movements of arms and legs, mouths and fingers, the encodings and decodings, murmurs of the machinic, the soft machines, the soft, the inordinate, the gatherings and castings-aside, the