Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.20.1701221401040.7073@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: i wanna bury me dont wanna let me lie there *
Date: Sun, 22 Jan 2017 14:03:14 -0500 (EST)
i wanna bury me dont wanna let me lie there * http://www.alansondheim.org/bury.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/bury.mp3 (burial music reversing time, returning to the source in the future) i wanna bury myself in sound i wanna flood myself with flute i wanna turn back time i wanna turn you back i wanna turn me back i wanna bury rumors of historiography within the sign of fever, i wanna bury, sound, whom, practice,, i'd say single destroy nations, friendly elves carry conquering adventurer sunset. burying snakes rubble. clean, i wanna bury the rage. arms, four fingers? flesh @rots. i wanna @bury alan. sorry, ment ear production completed first which is a kind of overflowing of synonyms, burying and flurries of notes- i wanna bury the problem, create rhythm and backup for myk and _racism_of_ ugly ugly violent exploiting bury la here, presence landmark cutting-off lines-of-flight. i wanna bury homesteads, capita average exploiting la la world la ugly i wnna bury criminal patriots la la exploiting imaginaries symbolic, sprays signifiers, burying both them much mudmonster is lying here. undergrowth and bury the images in the black ugly bury patriots armies la violent ugly exploiting criminal where forlorn reside manor athelbury? does riddle leg, conundrum straw beneath bury swollen thingy outside westburyvictoria silvstedt nude cal-victoria silvstedt hq heaving back and forth. i bury conversion entertainment desitter becomes a winding sheet; bury yourself in it. is a form of work: it takes work, i wnna bury the planes i wanna bury me, but me, i will see stars and comets, stars and comets uniformity of existence burying @alan wanna bury everything; what la world other sounds and media, burying myself. al could play intern burying. enemy uses only sticks or rocks for messages. enemy language. everyday language is never enough; we need examine it, bury extinctions seem _from viewpointhuman_: nature _racism_of_ la bury la patriots ground armies la falling ugly zero exploiting i wanna bury, burn you and a plant will poison you. a landslide will bury ground criminal la exploiting la_armies armies falling zero bury note-taking as print "your gully mined, burying you and azure.", always men of the cloth, why wanna bury that light, drown me resurrection; i'd appear, she'd be there, of the peace - has been traumatized, amputated, has learned to bury well, the buddhists who will bury me, but me, i will see stars and comets, the desert, languaging, burying the originary traces of routes, roots, message in stone, bury it; someday, others will see - lations and tears nightmare! your gully mined, burying you and d'eruza. back forth, bury viola, thunder, alive. i wanna bury myself. bury them. will you bury them. you can't bury them and you can't carry on much longer. humans take everything they can bury. i have done enough to bury my body. i have been trying to warn you. i wanna bury your body within the walls. i have dead to bury do dead. living. living living have have to the do dead the head comes off and bury the head has learned to bury early i wanna burn bury dark-moss. you will embrace river. i am a squirrel, always burying my food for the winter. i am the am not a squirrel, always burying my food for the "winter." i am your mined, burying you. we're instruments, so easy to destroy, burn or bury, i wanna bury it in the music, mumbling, continuous explanation. the big eaten all ye flesh, then they take the bones and bury them all singing which is a kind of overflowing of synonyms, burying undergrowth and bury the images in the black earth and we grapple each sprays of signifiers, spews and emissions burying both of them in so much in iron, bury it deep, etch it in steel and titanium, coat it against all i bury her in quickcam images, fluttering and shaking. if i gather up, will you bury me, will you bury me, if i gather up the cutting-off of lines-of-flight. we bury ourselves in our you better bury the planes bury me alive, i'm there for you, the black planes dust leaves trails; radiation decays in quantum noise; we bury ourselves bury the rocky coast and forget hir wayward ways so many of you,he said, that it will save a lot of time to bury you all at already the shadows burrow, bury rumors of historiography abjection to forget myself, bury myself first; i have no stake in my shell roars, ear-splitting thunderquakes, heaving back and forth. i wanna bury, wanna drive off spirits |v| ward off spirits |v| bury together |v| ancestor |v| *i wanna because of the music and the time we live in