then making story
http://www.alansondheim.org/bctrip2571.jpg
down, beneath
I am lying on the floor, in the ground, underground, where the
animal lives, I am going to lie down on the floor.
Where the red horse lives, that is where I am going to lie down.
In the red horse, in the belly of the red horse. It might as
well be in the moon. It might as well be in the well.
the existence
I'm the one, it's me, I am born. We're the one. But the red
horse, it's yours, or is it mine. It's not a house. But I have
no house. I have a red horse. I don't want anything else.
There's nothing to eat, there's nothing here to eat at all.
then
Then the red horse was away for a long time and just recently
she came back, just recently. And I was born. And she gave birth
to me. And I was born and there was nothing to eat.
They say I was born in Oklahoma. I was born in Oklahoma. They
say that.
still faster sullen
nothing here indicates interactivity or blockchains, no
augmented images, instead an imaginary which rides obdurate and
abject, a surface we have all seen before throwing us into the
world we have been thrown into,
http://www.alansondheim.org/bctrip2570.jpg ,
http://www.alansondheim.org/stillfaster.mp4 ,
_those_ branches and leaves, irretrievable in space, _those_
intervals irretrievable in time, we're constant up against the
blunt of stoppage time, as if there were reprieve, all of us
live in alterity, this is fundamental, this misrecognition among
and through the familiar which appears almost dismissable, the
everyday always within and without, the virus of the everyday,
the faster and still faster an illusion, the still slower leaked
into the muted terror of decay, everything underlies everything,
everything without grace, everything grayed out, no monstrous
effects can change this sputtering of bodies, this _this_ that
asserts itself among spectators of motion artificially
compressed and entangled, call this the _hurtle_ of the world,
seize nothing, die, already dead,
and so forth and so forth, the word that comes to is _sullen,_
on this grey Nebraska day, but that's no excuse for bad video,
for useless repetition, for schoolboy or schoolgirl pranks,
i am warding off a return of any sort,
I was picked up. I ascended. He was picked off. He is picked out
and descended. She was picked up and she ascends. She will
ascend. She will run fast. She will not catch her. She will run
faster than she will run. I descended. I am "this schoolyard
prank."
