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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: The Inconceivable Closeness of Annihilation
Date: Mon, 11 Apr 2016 23:26:12 -0400 (EDT)
The Inconceivable Closeness of Annihilation http://www.alansondheim.org/neutr.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/barrington6.jpg This is the closeness of your other Mon Apr 11 12:48:07 EDT 2016 useless flailing. my basic rule: that there are infinities of space and time and universe utterly cut off from us, where speculation is the only myth, a free-for-all of the imagination, a lie. that's where dead narratives go: to tell a story is to lie, to do nothing, another lie, to tell a lie, another story. a moment or a movement of writing under or within the chaos of effacement, for something surely has created these words? in this order? whose order has already disappeared? in the future? in a previous time? among times? temporalities? don't escape; there's nothing to escape to; nothing has occurred. Mon Apr 11 13:09:25 EDT 2016 what follows or precedes, is no condition, no conditional, no one, no many, no commons, has written these, written among these. there are no remnants found, no punctum, no embodying, embedding. annihilation: to the limit - is limitless, annihilation pervasive, creation yet another story. Mon Apr 11 13:11:28 EDT 2016 This is the distance of your new Clar Mon Apr 11 12:48:07 EDT 2016 anonymity is the fundamental flux of existence. into the future, one writes, now, under conditions of erasure. this is the chiasmus of presencing within codification and raster. annihilation: to the limit! has always already occurred; we just weren't aware of it. Mon Apr 11 12:50:20 EDT 2016 abandonment is the condition of life. species and planets are abandoned, territories are always under contestation, formed on the remnants of organic debris. to be abandoned means there was once 'comfort and a home' - another misrecognition by dead eyes, misrecognition _in fact_ by the dead. think of abandonment without an origin, without that imaginary - then you, temporarily and again under erasure, have it. Mon Apr 11 12:52:32 EDT 2016 nothing one writes is now; there is no 'one' writing, no communal writing, only temporary coagulations, cicatrix remnants. despair is an illusion, hope as well. there are no new/s and old/s, no newer and older, no progress, only progression. the sign itself is that of annihilation - of the sign, of referent, of coding and decoding, of digitalanalogic and analogicdigital. with matter, it doesn't matter. what appears to matter is the evanescence of strange attractors. Mon Apr 11 12:55:30 EDT 2016 writing _here_ is non-writing, to write oneself into existence is the simultaneity of writing oneself out of existence, not writing at all. anomie is a true state and the truth of the state. again, it is fundamental to abandon abandonment - and, for that _matter,_ the subjunctive itself. Mon Apr 11 12:57:00 EDT 2016 to breath in and through this is to do oneself the favor of emptiness, no enlightenment along the way, no way. the insipidity of being conscious is the tawdry revelation that it's of no account; the universe is unaccountable; and mathematico- scientific forays into comprehension only, within expansive economics, push the barriers back towards unascertainable and unforgivable limits. Mon Apr 11 13:00:05 EDT 2016 one breathes; one has to breathe; to stop breathing is to stop. one might as well continue as to stop. everyone knows the indifferent is the character of our time, projected and introjected into and from the past and future. move the words around as you may; nothing is being said here. it's as if there were nothing _sayable_ in fact. Mon Apr 11 13:01:40 EDT 2016 debris is never beyond debris, never within debris; the character of debris is its infinitude. never a remnant of (which implies abandonment), always a part-object as if it were yearning for totality, another story. Mon Apr 11 13:05:10 EDT 2016 the only return is that of eternity. a new rule: nothing has anything to do with us. Mon Apr 11 13:07:49 EDT 2016 and another story following suit, another silenced, an other silenced, an other silence, an other, exactly the same. Mon Apr 11 13:12:30 EDT 2016 Mon Apr 11 13:12:31 EDT 2016
