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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: & to that end / of the phrase
Date: Mon, 21 Nov 2016 21:52:30 -0500 (EST)
& to that end of the phrase http://www.alansondheim.org/thatend.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/thatend.mp3 & because of the ending of the phrase & playing while a bit sick here in atlanta & it being a very cold flute & more excuses & that phrase sticking & so here it is & different & just as my music is different & i am different & even this flute is different & so forth & so on & to that end this end * & I will not be present for that end or the pretense of purity which that endorses our separateness & form, dividing our exterior from that endocrine communication & of the form of a transitive operator & that operator is & that & my little secret & to that end && & all letters sing "place your sword by my side and i will sing to you!" & for speech will & & piepie piece-ce- ce-inging ing musmus music & * -y -v U 0 * swollen engorged Y exists there ==> aa & 3rd." The meetings are surrounded by fast food, telephony, quick moves & BIND the name to the number & BIND & I cry lalala into the wilderness! I lie in the wilderness! I & It murmurs in the tongue, and not upon & a shrieking angel will be reassigned, & all 29-Jan-2007 16:03:25 GMT & as in a wake for dearest friends, in this deep and mournful - & begin & continue & welcome & welcome into & begin by eating not and drinking not & bereft, in the silence coming here among us, & boni bone, bona, bani, bond, bong, bony, Noni, Toni, Loni, Bonita, & booni boon, boons, boon i, Boonie, Boony, Boone, booking, bonbon, & buni bun, buns, bani, bunt, bung, bunk, Zuni, bun i, Bunin, Bunni, & bunni Bunni, bunny, Sunni & bunnni Bunnie, Bunni, bunny, Bunny, Burne, burnt & burrowing among & coming down with mountains scraping my skin & hanging rocks falling, & continue by sleeping not and speaking not & descent of time & noise within decoupling systems & chemotherapy & every other world, & his name REBOUND & everything & flower enumerations & for the glass door covers with blood your reflection. & that the & good night, good night & & heeah heehaw, Heep, heeded, heel, healthy, hereby & here we meditate upon the worlds beyond: "he who meditates on & his number reassigned & his sodden wings will not fly again & i am frightened. & i am my microscope and sing hello duet & and make something that others & i sing for them i shake and moan & absorbed intelligent people, keeping & i wanted to see how long i could drive like that & i will play back every reeling & unreeling - & i'll sing this song so softly & i'd sing in oklahoma i'd cry in oklahoma & i'm here," thinking of dead- buffalo-daughter & if you don't "i-xxx who shall sing to you:" & "i-xxx who shall & in the mercy of the world, against the laws of the world; & into dependent arising and emptiness of bone & into the lesser absence and the great absence & into the purity of the space and the time & into the space of the bone & into the time of the bone & kaos when holyday fury, our anger & keeping a look out for signals during the night. & late at night, late at night, & layered spaces, & spaces layered against spaces, & layers imbricated & twisted, & layers in layers, layers tilted, askew in relation to layers, & layers interpenetrated, layers corroded, & lubi booni & lubi lube, Rubi, lubber, Lubbock, Luci, lucid, lobe, Welbie & many other places of Inde, are many cocodrilles, that is a maner of a & mournful sprits *me me me & night the rain the search dead cell phone & we're out of luck & no dates & no times at all, & spaces & no spaces, & no matter the chiasmus, this skein or construe holds taut & not-drinking & patches & morphine & shutting down & knowing it's time to & now cannot wake & am tired of the world of dreams:use of unitialized & now we are silent in the night, existence is silent - & o words, are you?" o you'll remember now, omething el ion you will know & o, thus suspended eye in midst of net, closed and held by grace and & one where i played differently, playing the space itself, & orgahzmhze myhzU C O Leyr Behz Gable ynyU C O Le clue wahz laid in & ou o, u, sou, our, out, you, Lou, on, nu, or, cu, om, mu, op, oh & ouuw outwit, outlaw, ouch, ouzo, Reub, ciao & pebbles, boulders & rivers soaking me, leaving their beds covered & pety pet, piety, peaty, petty, pets, pity, pet y, Petty, Petey, Peta, & pink\ sunday parade noon far off\ ridge-pole, jay screaming window, hare & pwetty petty, pretty, Petty, pettily, Hewett, Bettye, pewit, upward & pwety piety, petty, Petty, pretty, peaty, pewit, Peachtree & reporting back any keep a look during night & from me & distance - it & sing about the glory of better daze : time zone change: EST: 3 a.m. when & sing about the glory of better daze, & & sing about the glory & some say to speak It after death is the only speech & that of obvious consequence & that there is no face & that there is no skin & that there would be this stumbling around the lip, displacement across & the bomb's over there in the midst of soldiers of great brass scales, of & the catchy tune. a catchy tune makes you want to sing alone. it is what & the glory of promise unfulfilled! & the main thing is we begin with a white sink a whole new language & the timing of the revolving & the two nervous hands of god & there are no fuses in this beautiful kingdom, and no wires, & there are & there i do bind this wayward drowning angel & there i do spoof his useless address UNBOUND & they will worry down & down among the fallen angels - & this has been foretold, such is the destruction of worlds; & this is quick-qin, maybe early flow music qin & through that hole they eate their meat with a pipe, & they haue no & transform the number to the name & twoo two, too, woo, twos, t woo, two o, Wood, twit, twin, twig, & twoo! & u pety boni & uu u, usu, us, nu, cu, um, mu, up, uh, bu, Eu, Au, Ru, Lu, Cu & we are fascists & go home & stand up against racist misery & we'd meet yn tophat and tayls and monocle and cane 2 dyscuss th & we're barreling down the highway it's late at night & we're bullet hurtling night we've got all day & welcome the disappeared into the time & welcome the thinbarked body into the space & would tell you, and the::and open it & thinking of flat death following. & wovey bunnni & wovey wove, woven, covey, wove y, wolves, Wolsey, wonky, women, Wave, & x) three: x = 0 z = z + 0.2 * m t = 1 If x > ScaleWidth Then x & you've lost your energy & all your fluids leak & your dead eyes see & your dead eyes SEE NOTHING & your dead ears are dead ears & your dead lips taste nothing & your dead fingers touch PURE FORM