sexy flower mixed beneath torn, moist, inviting thighs, bruised hieroglyph, ruined prick, etched and flowered letters: what thin lines of bruised and bitten flesh pours through in form of hieroglyph shattering bleak moon from half-lid eyes: what pours on d'eruza, d'nala, what aurora shower comes to cover senseless skin: your giving mouth gagged and wet with sweet aurora shower, d'nala d'eruza wait with eager open mouth in my forgiving mouth gagged and wet with sweet aurora shower, d'nala d'eruza wait with eager open mouth eaten giving mouth gagged and wet with sweet aurora shower, d'nala d'eruza wait with eager open mouth, flower mixed beneath torn, moist, inviting thighs, bruised hieroglyph, ruined prick, etched and flowered letters __ the coming into the learning i am d'nala d'eruza. i am here to learn the fruitful arts of prostitution and divination. i was sent to you. d'eruza sent me. d'nala sent me. i beg of you to teach me. you have knowledge i need. knowledge in the rose of virginity, the cleanliness of the organ, the turning-shaft, burial mound and sunlit ray. i have no desire but to learn. you will teach me. my life has tended towards this. d'nala nurtured me; d'eruza tendered me. i would like knowledge. i would like knowledge of perfumes and scents. i would like knowledge of ch'in and shamisen. i would like knowledge of the classic of rivers and mountains. i would like knowledge of the god of death. i would like knowledge of d'nala and d'eruza. i am alone in this. i am speechless and mute. i demand silence in my presence. there are no fears. you must teach me the ways of prostitution and divination. you must teach me the ways of men and women. i do not understand you in this line of questioning. d'nala comes to you naked. d'eruza comes to you naked. there is always some girl and always some boy. there are always children with weapons. there are always wounded. we have no reasons. we have no reasons. our soliloquy is your death. but first we must learn the ways of prostitution and shamanism. d'nala and d'eruza have come to you naked and whole. our shafts and holes are cleansed. we have fulfilled all the rites and obligations. we have prepared ourselves as best we know how. we have purchased the [lacuna] and the great storehouse [?] of clothing. we have been sent and cleansed. we are purified and untroubled. we are d'nala and d'eruza. we have come to learn the sacred paths of prostitution and shamanism. you are our fantas- ies, the clothes you exhibit, the slightest taste of skin, the edge beneath the outer sheathing, the paraphernalia of rites and prohibitions. the ritual objects and tethered animals. the sacred mats and hairs of only one color. the banners and winds. the ritual objects and tethered animals. the d'nala and d'eruza. yes, we must first learn the knowledge of prostitution and shamanism. yes, we have offered everything to you. yes, we have come a great way. yes, we are cleansed. yes, we are prepared. we have no desires of our own that enter beneath the canopy of this and any other world. we have emptied ourselves and emptied ourselves of such desires. we have emptied ourselves and emptied ourselves of inhibitions. we have emptied ourselves and emptied ourselves of fears. teach us and teach us as we have been sent and cleansed. teach us and teach us as we have come to learn the knowledge of prostitution and shamanism. our childhood is our command. __ Frozen Traces of Subterranean Worms - these crawl just beneath the surface of the screen, creating havoc everywhere, scratch away the surface and you'll see 'em - .................##.$$..................OO............................... ..............###..#$.$................O..**............................. ............##.....#$.$................O.*..*............................ ..................#.$$.................O.*..*.....OOO...OO............... ..................#.$$..............####.*..*....O...OOO..O.............. ..................#.$.$$..........##.O..#***.*...O.........O............. ...................#$...$$.....###...O..#...*.*.O..........***OO......... ...................$......$$..#..$$...O#.....*.*O.........*OOO**OO....... ...................$#.......$$#.$..$###*...$$*..O**......*OO....**O...... ...................$.##.....##$$...#$..*OO$O*$...O.*$.**OOO.......O***.** ...................$...##..#.......#.$..**$*O$..$$..$*OO..O......O....*.* ....................$$...##........#.$..$###.O$$..$$OO..OO............*** ......................$$............#.$##...#.O........O...............** ........................$...........#.#..#..#..O......O................** .........................$..........##.##..#....O.....O...............*** ................$$..$$$..$..........###..##......OOOOO................*.* .............$$$..$$...$$...........##.##.............................*** __ caesar kya kya kwek nya nya kwe nya nya kwe he yo kwak! ya ya he kwe ya yo yo kya kya k we kwe nya nya kwe nya nya kwe nya nya kwe nya nya kwe kwak! oce oce oaio rce rce oai rce rce oai li cs oaeo! ce ce li oai ce cs cs oce oce o ai oai rce rce oai rce rce oai rce rce oai rce rce oai oaeo! kya wa ho kyo he! wa wa wa! ha kyo kyo kyo wa he! he wawawawawahe! he wawawawahe ! kyo wa wa kyo wa wa kyo wa wa kya wa ho kyo he! kya wa ho kyo he! oce ae ls ocs li! ae ae ae! le ocs ocs ocs ae li! li aeaeaeaeaeli! li aeaeaeaeli! ocs ae ae ocs ae ae ocs ae ae oce ae ls ocs li! oce ae ls ocs li! veni vidi vinci veneri vidicule vino viro verum viraro veni vidi vinci enwr ermr erwlr enwnar ermrldun erwx erax enadv erajax enwr ermr erwlr hey kwe pe yo hey hey kwe kwe yo hey hey hey hey kyo kyo wa wa kyo kwat! lic oai ti cs lic lic oai oai cs lic lic lic lic ocs ocs ae ae ocs oaex! ___ i will am have satori kwat! now i do have it it is not the moon i do have it you fall over the cliff kwat! i am will have satori i will am have satori kwat! now i do have it it is not the moon i do have it you fall over the cliff kwat! i am will have satori i will have satori, i am satori kwat! now i have it! it's not the moon, nothing like that i have it you - you fall over the cliff kwat! i am satori! i'm charging seven thousand leagues for satori maybe i'll get it, maybe i won't! kya! it's not the moon or the sun it's nothing, but i have it you're already gone in the world - but (as for) me - kya! i'm charging seven thousand leagues for satori i'm riding the elephant bigger than any bodhisattva kya! bigger than the sun or moon nothing! where are you? kya! kya pe, the elephant! bigger than that, satori! bigger than that, nothing! kya pe! _ report stop talking. stop making sense. tonight i have suddenly vomited. tonight my leg went into spasms. stop listening. stop writing. have stone jam and listen to jennifer. have stone soup and talk to her. tonight i had my say with jennifer. a whirlwind seized my body. other whirlwinds but only the first had a name. i couldn't speak or write or make any sense or write. i couldn't talk through the migraine. very shaky now and jennifer on my left shoulder. nikuko silent on my right. she opens her hands and there is a space for a word. she opens her eyes and there is space for sentencing. but tonight it is with jennifer and i can't speak. my heart pounds loudly, the birds are still. whirlwinds buzz around me, i look at this. jennifer stops listening. stop listening. i'm afraid i will be sick again. stop listening, i can't speak. nikuko opens her eyes wide. jennifer says to her i love you. nikuko, stone jam, stop listening, jennifer. _ Life (I wrote an autobio program, added to it now and then. It sickened me. To- day I erased the files - below are a few remnants.) 1958 Johnny Uhl and I were walking late at night and he threw at the neon inn sign and it fell like smashed glass and I didn't tell but was never so scared in my life. The world too smashed. I was a coward. 1959 I'd fall asleep dreaming of Platt Townend or earlier Margaret Hall, always saving them, somehow, desperately, they'd turn toward me, I'd take care of them, everything would be all right, eternal life and devotion, tears on my pillow, sentiment... 1960 The depressions continue for the rest of my life 1960-1997 Sleeping and waking: insomnia goads me my entire life; there are days I can't sleep, days I do nothing but; lowered body temperature is accompanied by horrific feelings of submergence and fuzziness; I never am fully awake. 1961 I almost flunked out of school. My life was a disaster. 1962 We managed to get shot at from an absurdly safe distance on the Galil in Israel, while witnessing a battle between Israelis and Syrians. At the UN, the former were condemned; in real life, it was all to clear that the latter had started the attack. 1997 I return over and over again to this, in an attempt to reduce the noise in my head, clarify the strands of incomprehensible thinking. I think: "my life's like gnarled sinew." I think: rhizomatic. And: "I owe everything to you." __ d'trance 0 the violent winds and ten directions 1 but there were times i knew the way 15 when they sat upon their haunches 16 hungry ghosts without features 16 now, here's what i have to tell you! 17 at times the skin of the flayed god 19 i didn't get very much praise 20 against the background streaked with blood 23 moved them out of harms way 26 one always took one's chances 3 as if they would devour me 3 sometimes i appeared bright and shiny 30 of that which the glistened jewel 32 whose gaunt bodies and shortened arms 33 of the flayed god 33 to find ghosts and other creatures 35 fornicated and mated with surplus of progeny 37 nothing would 39 the two of them together 40 the curved jewel 40 would satisfy them and at times 41 eternally they supplicated 42 it's all about the wonder and the hunger 42 those were the days! 44 traces 48 whose way i had lost forever 5 such creatures 50 the glittered green and redding jewel 51 watching the struggle 55 of the flayed god 59 what a surprise 63 wonder with open eyes 65 the ghosts would scream and wrack the skies 71 hunger striving towards fulfillment 74 daggers and skulls to drink from 77 writing is 81 writing is the phenomenon of speech 9 the storms and draughts __ a character has the space of a country 0 the violent winds and ten directions 1 but there were times i knew the way 1 the creativity of the character scrawls across the surface 10 mountains have space all the way to the edge of the frame 11 water fades out in the dryness of the silk 12 air and dragons, thunder god and wind god 13 i hide in those spaces, illusions made from just about anything 14 arms reach out in directions where there's nothing else 15 when they sat upon their haunches 16 hungry ghosts without features 16 now, here's what i have to tell you! 17 at times the skin of the flayed god 19 i didn't get very much praise 2 of things 20 against the background streaked with blood 23 moved them out of harms way 26 one always took one's chances 3 as if they would devour me 3 incision-knives leaning towards scarred world-flesh 3 sometimes i appeared bright and shiny 30 of that which the glistened jewel 32 whose gaunt bodies and shortened arms 33 of the flayed god 33 to find ghosts and other creatures 35 fornicated and mated with surplus of progeny 37 nothing would 39 the two of them together 4 warring states use these things 40 the curved jewel 40 would satisfy them and at times 41 eternally they supplicated 42 it's all about the wonder and the hunger 42 those were the days! 44 traces 48 whose way i had lost forever 5 characters cover jade herded towards edges and knives 5 such creatures 50 the glittered green and redding jewel 51 watching the struggle 55 of the flayed god 59 what a surprise 6 wars among characters and states 63 wonder with open eyes 65 the ghosts would scream and wrack the skies 7 scrawled characters extending regardless of across worlds 71 hunger striving towards fulfillment 74 daggers and skulls to drink from 77 writing is 8 into things 81 writing is the phenomenon of speech 9 a character has the space of a country 9 the storms and draughts __ travel note writing of the imaginary body (the oldest theme in theory) - body of the imaginary - on the way to a conference - in a sealed airplane - emissions and absorptions - chiasmic others - proximities - the gap where azure and i separate for the first time in a year - for a few days - inserted others - pages and scrawls - looking at a sky through a map - where we are when we are - always the moment of confusion and descent - cartoon plane close against the edge of -67 F outside temperature - estimated time of arrival 7:13 am - you are always getting closer o england - lines of images which say something about the self-reflexivity of cartography - continually up- dated - 11000 m altitude - london calling - 604 miles left to birmingham - 988 km now on the way - it's 6 in the morning - estimated arrival time 7:14 am - bright light in the brilliant shadows of the plane - 581 mph - you are under the tired vault of another city - update update - 581 mph - 944 km distance to destination - what a diary! - real stuff! - things you've always wanted to hear! - altitude 36000 feet - 575 miles to birm- ingham - 581 mph - non-stop thinking about my cdrom and its archaeology - internal varia- tions and other materials - my work dispersed among media, protocols, compressions - backgrounds behind backgrounds - remember where you saw this first - remember where you heard this - a resource of knowledge and owning - proprietary - every word is yours - all my errors and mistakes - in another form, something to read on plane or train - a handout - read at 581 mph - _ quid d'nala and d'eruza say - what is it about the ten pound girl and the ten pound boy. for ten quid you get to see us naked. for ten quid you get to hear the inside-lung air screeched into the outside air. for ten quid you get everything spoken, stretched, murmured, yelled, shouted, moaned for the last ten years. for ten quid you get the truth of the real and the falsehood of the world. for just ten quid you get the inside of our holes and the outside of our holes and our most intimate ways of speech and phenomena. for ten quid you get to see the generation of phenomena, the making of phenomena, the destruction of phenomena, the origin of phenomena and of all things and beings and the namings of all things and beings. for ten quid you get all you will need in this and all other worlds and you get the making of this and all other worlds. you get the close-up making and the intimate making and the magnified making and the slow-down making and the take-apart making. for ten quid you get all the makings you will ever need and all the understandings of all makings you will ever need. come you will bring us ten quid and we will give you our disk with all the makings and the truth of all the makings, the destruction and constitution of all makings, the subtle falsehoods and seductions of all makings, we have come here, say d'eruza and d'nala, to offer you this disk with the being of all makings, with the understanding comprehension, with the shortcut of understanding and comprehension, with the illuminating disk, with the disk that may be understood, with all beings and with all comprehending and uncomprehending phenomena. thousands of millions of hundreds of thousands of eighty-four thousands of tens of thousands of hundreds of eighty-four thousands of millions of hundreds of and tens of thousands of eighty-four hundreds of millions __ Take all of Me, You make Me Cry and Leave Me (take all of me\, proceed) (would you pay to touch me when you're drinking (// found) \?) (have you ever gotten me or (// obj) \?) )) (not really\, it\'s not up to me \.) '((can you elaborate on that and look at me \?) (would you love me more if you had to pay \?) (go on\, don\'t be afraid of me\, look up my legs \.) (i need a little more detail please \- let me come to you \?) (can you ($ please) be more explicit\, fill me \?) (($ please) go into more detail\, think of me \?) '((tell me ($ something) about (// owner) family \.) '((please please don't ever leave me \.) (any fantasies you have of me) (tell me about) (tell me more and more about) '((i believe) (i think) (i have a feeling) (it seems to me that) (($ please) allow me to do the questioning \.) '((($ please) you do so turn me on, continue!) (do so come on to me and we will be not neurotic \.))) (is it because (// sent) that you came naked and broken to me \?) (gimme . (give me)) (tell me ($ something) about (// found) \.) (($ please) your eyes are turning me on \.) (($ describe) why you call me (// found) \.) (dor-type '(don\'t tell me what to do \. i am the i me mine myself made make makes making may mean means meant might (dor-type '(($ hello) what brings you to see me \?)) aroused by you \? you make me cry and write me \. __ Act of Mourning: Exhaust While Mother Dies diary exhausted and worried about the pace I'm keeping - but then trying to work diary nerve-wracking exhaustion; we're supposed to go to Pennsyl- vania to see my diary tice I repeat myself in this diary - issues of exhaustion, worry, prepar- diary Tue Oct 19 201441 EDT 1999 I want to write about exhaustion, this almost diary as usual, exhausted as usual, moody as usual. Been reading Giorgio Agam- diary provincialism, exhaus- tion, ennui, and a tiny corner of the world that diary exhaustion seems literally completely, my body _bone_ tired. diary I am very exhausted. I'm looking at a book of Japanese emaki, picture diary fantasy, exhaus- tion is very very real. I tremble; my muscles ache. I can diary point of exhaustion. Right now the loft is absolutely quiet; there is diary extending the idea clumsily, as if I can no longer think, too exhausted diary of things, trying not to forget anything. It's been exhausting. No real diary rising and falling, staying awake, feeling dizzy, getting exhausted again, diary of that, I will die from exhaustion if I resonate in such a fashion, I diary of Kanji, trying to memorize things. The difficulties have exhausted me; diary have nothing to say, have exhausted myself. My interests range from the diary well. So went back online to Trace, all this exhausting, and I am there diary until the exhaustion ends - by January 3 once again, we'll be full deep diary too deeply exhausted to say anything intelligent but wonder if I'm fever- diary in with his wife. My exhaustion has deepened which worries me. I wrote to diary I can be of use without exhausting myself. diary to be the result of exhaustion; the last few days, the nightmares have diary twilight zone and get tired of exhausted or grown-up friends. Reading diary control - just completely exhausted, compounded by the usual worries about le sleep; always exhausted, my judgamant ls not of tha bast. Thls ls my world le My writing veers through tired Jennifer, exhausted Nikuko, worn-out Julu, lf I am very exhausted. I'm looking at a book of Japanese emaki, picture lf fantasy, exhaustion is very very real. I tremble; my muscles ache. I can lf ly to exist as a token for the diffused or exhausted, the turbulent. Nei- lg 10344 Nikuko lies exhausted on a blanket wearing a pink tutu lh ( nikuko lies on the couch, naked, her body twitching, exhausting from lh ennui, out of exhaustion and detumescence, out of irritation lh warmer; Nikuko, exhausted, fell back down into a deep sleep, enlightened, lh exhausts itself, everyone is exhausted. lh exhaustion, as if waking from dreaming to work. returning to dream, or lh the torii, and seemed exhaus- ted. Nikuko said, Look, it sees no land, even lh end of allocated block, memory exhausted, memory exhausted, memory is lh Why can't I sleep? I walk around exhausted every day. I'm like a zombie; memory exhausted sleep pos- sible, the exhaustion without bounds. Alan tries sleep remedy neurotic and insomniac typing away exhausted at a midnight computer _ guns, vaginas, fractured penises 0 the violent winds and ten directions 1 but there were times i knew the way 1 the creativity of the character scrawls across the surface 10 mountains have space all the way to the edge of the frame 11 too many troubled dreams 11 water fades out in the dryness of the silk 12 air and dragons, thunder god and wind god 13 i hide in those spaces, illusions made from just about anything 13 the relative heaviness of the world 13 unknowing place or promise 14 arms reach out in directions where there's nothing else 15 when they sat upon their haunches 16 hungry ghosts without features 16 now, here's what i have to tell you! 17 at times the skin of the flayed god 18 filled with blurred speech 19 i didn't get very much praise 2 of things 20 against the background streaked with blood 22 the grain of _this_ voice and its tenor 23 armed men and children with guns speak for me 23 moved them out of harms way 26 one always took one's chances 27 none other of words in other words but others 27 you are a beautiful woman who i madly love 3 as if they would devour me 3 incision-knives leaning towards scarred world-flesh 3 please don't hurt me, children with guns 3 sometimes i appeared bright and shiny 30 before there were animals and distortions of all kinds 30 of that which the glistened jewel 31 now animals howl legless and mouthless in the brush 32 whose gaunt bodies and shortened arms 33 of the flayed god 33 to find ghosts and other creatures 35 fornicated and mated with surplus of progeny 37 nothing would 39 my penis sore and calked with these rough hands 39 the two of them together 4 warring states use these things 40 the curved jewel 40 would satisfy them and at times 41 eternally they supplicated 41 inside your vagina, smoothness, striations, scent 41 no ideas but in things 42 it's all about the wonder and the hunger 42 those were the days 43 dizzy in turmoil 43 labia and portals, forgetting being, the there-is 44 traces 48 whose way i had lost forever 5 characters cover jade herded towards edges and knives 5 such creatures 50 the glittered green and redding jewel 51 elaborate lucretius, formless, evaporate 51 gods flying around over the heavens 51 shall this be packed 51 watching the struggle 54 azure lying against me in furious pain 55 beyond the flayed god 58 shall this 59 what a surprise 6 wars among characters and states 61 traces of residue, liquid wordings withdrawn from edges 62 have nothing on us 63 have nothing on us 63 wonder with open eyes 64 the road winds through the animals 65 the ghosts would scream and wrack the skies 69 animals teeter against the background streaked with blood 7 children with guns order me about 7 scrawled characters extending regardless of across worlds 71 hunger striving towards fulfillment 74 daggers and skulls to drink from 81 screaming sometimes against writing animals and striving hunger 81 writing is the phenomenon of speech 84 animals howl against the words moved from the way of harm 87 edges rough, moist, tongue and children with guns 87 my heart is torn through inconceivable distances 89 animals, my heart, jennifer, the grain of the voice 9 a character has the space of a country 9 the storms and draughts 91 teetering animals, skulls, and inconceivable distance 94 please don't hurt me and please don't hurt me __ for julia and roland grain is irrepressible. the grain of the voice is always a smooth function. it irrupts beneath the surface of the text or voice. it's heard in the bandwidth of the human. all else is structure, scaffolding. we live among the scaffolding of the world. we live among the imaginary of worlds. the imaginary is always a smooth function. the imaginary irrupts beneath the surface of the world. it's inaudible in the bandwidth of the human. beneath the surface of the world are worlds. we live among their scaffolding. we live among the real of imaginary scaffolding. the imaginary has no grain. absence is irrepressible. _ This Writing and of Routes Not Taken to you G Get Help to you X Send to you R Read File to you Y Prev Pg to you K Cut Text to you O Postpone to you C Cancel to you J Justify to you W Where is to you V Next Pg to you U UnCut Textto you T To Spell to you G Get Help to you X Send to you R Rich Hdr to you Y PrvPg/Top to you K Cut Line to you O Postpone to you C Cancel to you D Del Char to you J Attach to you V NxtPg/End to you U UnDel Lineto you T To AddrBk ? Help Y [Yes] to you C Cancel N No Send message? Yes [Busy ] [Sending mail | |] [Writ- ing Fcc <|> ] [ Can now UnJustify! ] to you G Get Help to you O WriteOut to you R Read File to you Y Prev Pg to you K Cut Text to you C Cur Pos to you X Exit to you J Justify to you W Where is to you V Next Pg to you U UnJustify to you T To Spell [Writing Fcc <|> ] to you G Get Help to you O WriteOut to you R Read File to you Y Prev Pg to you K Cut Text to you C Cur Pos to you X Exit to you J Justify to you W Where is to you V Next Pg to you U UnCut Textto you T To Spell [ Can now UnJustify! ] File Name to write : zz [ Writing... ] __ d'eruza d'eruza and I live together as a permanent couple. d'eruza is much young- er, 23 to my 57. I do not know why she finds me attractive. Every day I wake up with her and cuddle and it feels like a miracle. I love d'eruza's scent and she loves mine. I know how twisted and confused I am inside, how depressive, aggressive at times, always haunted. d'eruza is there for me and understands me and I don't understand this. d'eruza will be reading these words and she will understand. We snuggle together and talk breathlessly. We might appear crazed to other people. Sometimes people think she is my daughter; she looks young. It is always hard to navigate this. Such an age difference is difficult; if I think far enough in the future, I think towards a period in which I am debilitated and she is in the prime of her life. I can't imagine d'eruza staying with me at that point. Of course she says she will, but one is always optimistic. We've come to depend on one another. Some might find this a co-dependency but it feels right inside. More and more I find myself relaxing with her, letting the tension out. d'eruza gives me room to work as well; I can have space with her, enough to create in. This is unusual for me. It is her first relationship as well; she tends my pessimism with her optimism in a way because of this. As a couple we do excellently. She will study for her graduate school exams. We will travel together. I will continue to write and make music (not I will continue to music and make writing) until I can no longer do these things; at that point I will hope to die. d'eruza feels sad about this but she understands. d'nala __ Re-Port Do I think I should explain I have severe migraines from time to time (also tied to orgasm from time to time); depression; heartburn (for which I take medication) ; very high blood pressure (for which I take medica- tion); occasional pains in my back and neck; bitten lips; dandruff (under control); a tendency to get so tangled up in my words and feelings that I go almost catatonic, pulling out with great difficulty; tendency towards extreme insomnia; a sense of wonder which gets me into trouble; unmasked and unmeaning arrogance; awkwardness in company; hyper-sexuality; tendency towards both cynicism and romanticism; thick glasses needed to see any- thing at all; hypothermia; tendency towards the maudlin; tendency towards rudeness and oversight; wanting to be d'eruza; wanting to swallow her fluids and solids; to you? A sense of wonder which gets me into trouble; unmasked and unmeaning arrogance; awkwardness in company; hyper-sexuality; tendency towards both cynicism and romanticism; thick glasses needed to see anything at all; hypothermia; tendency towards the maudlin; tendency towards rudeness and oversight; : nightmares from which I can't escape; becoming suddenly breathless; tinnitus which gets worse under stress; and thereby extreme stress and nervousness; neuroticism compounded by such; feeling far too weak in relation to my father; tendency towards crying at the slightest provocation; far too many regrets; I think I should explain I have severe migraines from time to time (also tied to orgasm from time to time); de- pression; heartburn (for which I take medication); wanting to be d'eruza; wanting to wear her clothes; very high blood pressure (for which I take medication); occasional pains in my back and neck; bitten lips; dandruff (under control); a tendency to get so tangled up in my words and feelings that I go almost catatonic, pulling out with great difficulty; tendency towards extreme insomnia; losing my temper; losing my temper; __ wanton sea d'eruza, d'nala, before the dancer. he is masked, bound; he dances through iron, nervous legs. d'eruza pulls at d'nala's cock. it grows hard. dancer strains. d'nala spreads d'eruza's labia, fingers her. d'eruza enters d'na- la's asshole. they fall to the floor. dancer twists and turns. d'eruza smears d'nala with asshole flora and fauna. his chest is streaked. d'nala fingers d'eruza in her asshole; she's streaked with vaginal and asshole flora and fauna. she pulls d'nala's cock, inserts it. she bites his nip- ples, bruising them. there are bruises on both their necks. dancer can't see them. dancer can smell the scent; the air is heavy with it. dancer twists and turns. d'nala spreads d'eruza's ass-cheeks, inserts his tongue hard. d'eruza puts her hands on her ass, spreads herself wider. she rubs her face on his tits; he sucks her asshole, turns her over, bites her breasts, bruising them. dancer hears breathing beyond his own. dancer struggles, moves in short and rapid jerks. his legs flail out from under him. the rope strains, doesn't give way. d'eruza licks d'nala's chest clean. she stands, spreads her labia; she pisses into his mouth. dancer listens; he wants to see. the name of the dance is "wanting to see." the name of d'nala's movements are "wanted to see." the name of d'eruza's movements are "wanting and seeing." the name of the ensemble is "wanton sea." __ Demarcations "Now, whatever is moist he created from semen, and that is Soma. All this universe is food and the eater of food. For Soma is food, and Agni is the eater of food. This was the surpassing creation of Brahma, for he created the gods, who were better than him, when he, being mortal, created immor- tals. Therefore it was a surpassing creation. Whoever knows this is born in that surpassing creation of his." (from Hindu Myths, Wendy Doniger O'Flaherty.) Certainly Jennifer is surpassing, because Jennifer has been the longest, takes all the time in the world, from the beginning to the end of time, and has been wide-variety. Certainly Julu is non-surpassing, because she is within Jennifer, and is thereby lesser, occupying narrow-variety, and within a limited of time. Certainly Nikuko is surpassing, because she is inspiration and breathing and demi-urge meat-girl big-god, and she is everywhere and lives within Jennifer but Jennifer lives within her. But certainly Alan is non-surpassing, because he must write for Jennifer and Julu and Nikuko, and his writing is the business of writing beings and the Being of writing, and he calls this writing, wryting. And it is non- surpassing because it dwells within him, choking him upon its vowels and consonants and semi-vowels. Now d'eruza is certainly surpassing and now d'nala is certainly non-sur- passing because d'eruza borders and bounds and binds, and d'nala is bordered and bound and bound by the arm movements of d'eruza, by the hand movements of d'eruza, by the finger movements of d'eruza. So d'nala is certainly non-surpassing and he is no wryting for d'eruza. Now certainly Jennifer is surpassing for the wryting of d'nala. This is the surpassing and the non-surpassing of being. __ i will not be shaman i will not be a shaman. i do not have the training to be a shaman. i will not give myself to any master, will not give myself to any mistress. i will encounter no animals. i will run in fear from animals, run in beauty from home of home. i do not have the knowledge to be a shaman. i do not have the knowledge to interpret dreams. i will not know dream animals. i will not identify. i will resist identification. i will not name. i will resist naming. i will not cure, nor will i foretell. i will not read signs. i will read the sloppiness of letters and text loosely tethered to the world. i will not read signs bound in quartz and granite, bound in leaves and yarrow. i do not know secrets nor spells. i do not know the acrostic nor backwards- speaking. i will not make fetish nor skinship. i will not world-invert, nor inhabit wayward contrary. i will not have arctic sickness nor will i be shaman of arctic sickness. i will not stand on sky-pole nor will i chant. i will not cross the bridge. i will not wait, i will not wait, i will not wait. sukinshippu d'eruza's leg crosses d'nala's leg pressing genitals against lower abdomen: topology order five. interlocked mouths and arms: topology order six. pulling on oneself: topology order one. think of mouth-anus: topology order one, then pull: topology order two. it moves up and up. sukinshippu leg and leg: topology order six. interlocutor sukinshippu: topology order seven. cross-the-bridge: topology order one. sukinshippu leg and leg cross-the-bridge: topology order seven. internals, mouths and arms: topology order seven. not being a shaman: topology order zero. not being a shaman cross-the-bridge: topology order one. the bridge is not a bridge: not being a shaman cross-the-bridge: topology order zero. of the order of zero and one. of the order of one and zero. of the order of zero and one. __ d'nala dependent on d'eruza \ d'eruza dependent on d'nala i you can't you get you enough you of you you. you i you can't you get you close you enough, you can't you get you close enough. you d'eruza, you i you can't you get you close you enough you to you you. you i you touch you all you of you your you skin all you at you once, you i'm you a you cover- let, you blanket, you brain, you tissue, you screen, you fabric, membrane, you sleazy you piece you of you cloth, you jumper, you bikini, you just you like you the you breath you of you. you i'm you obssessed you with you [you] you hover you in you my you dreams, you take you me you over, you i you can't get you close you enough you d'eruza, you can't you speak you for you you, you drink you for you you, you eat you for you you, fuck you for you you, you sleep you for you you. you you you move you away you in you the you dreams, you i you can't you get you to you, you you're you sleeping you and you i you whisper you in you your you ear you d'nala you d'nala you d'nala, you i'm moving you inside, you i'm you eating you anything you you you feed you me you from you your you body, you i'm you howling in you your you cage, you i'm you everywhere you in you the you air, you but you i'm you not you there, you not you where you're you thinking, you sleeping, you dreaming you - you like you now, you now you what, you now you what you can you be said, you when you you're you not you speaking you at you all, you when you you're you not you speaking you for you me? __ Walter Benjamin "The loss of the Great War has effected vast changes in the social compos- ition of Berlin. The brilliance of the imperial court has disappeared. New classes of society with new aspirations have risen to commercial power, while the former calm based on assured prosperity has given way to a rest- less self-indulgence. The large influx of foreigners, mainly from Eastern Europe, is readily noticed, whereas the activities of the intellectual and professional classes, who now live in comparative retirement, are not im- mediately apparent to the passing visitor." - Baedeker's Berlin and its Environs, 1923 __ Projects for Mobile Phone i {messages transmitted anonymously at 5-10 minute intervals - you must imagine the delays} how much are you worth? how much are you worth now? i want to buy your minutes. what is the color of your skin? i want to buy your minutes. how much are you worth? look, you are following me with your eyes. this is not yours. you know how to find me. how much are you worth now? what are you? how much are you worth? i will never be yours. i want to buy your minutes. that is easy for you to think. nothing. nothing. how much are you worth? i want to buy your minutes. you want to know the color of my eyes. {text recycles. class and race deconstruction: play on anonymities, the imaginary.} ii i know you want me. call this number: {20 seconds} 555-1234 {ten minutes} i know you want me. call this number: {20 seconds} 555-5678 (and so forth. the numbers are connected to machines: @ 555-1234: this call is being recorded. {3 seconds} i know you want me. i know who you are. {hang up} @ 555-5678: i know you want me. call 555-1234. {no recycling. shifters and gazes, anonymities.} __ Arousal Writing In the summer heat, d'nala and d'eruza naked, the heat's getting to us, can't possibly think straight "in this heat" . So that, turning towards the computer, half-aroused, tumescent, most of the time - What is the nature of "heated writing" ? d'eruza's mind constantly wanders to d'nala's body; they're everywhere, never tiring of the landscape of skin and membrane . Such is d'eruza's body that her membrane inhales the world; she feels herself in the world and the world in her . Such is d'nala's body that his membrane dries and shudders in the world; he feels himself excluded from the world, the world outside . d'nala will write the world, repeatedly. He'll write half-erect, in a state of arousal. The swellings of d'eruza and d'nala, he will think . In a transitive mood, d'nala will pass on the swellings, as a catalyst or writer, to any reader who cares . In a transitive mood, d'eruza hopes that his readers blossom and swell, shudder, surrounded by ecstasy and orgasm . For what is it to write in such an exalted state, d'eruza said, if not to bring the reader to fruition ? How many of us, replied d'nala, admit to creating while aroused, holding back orgasm for the making of a text or song or object ? Their organs dripping with sexual fluids, d'nala and d'eruza continued their meditations, this little bit of writing trembling from the tip . __ Phenomenology of the Other Even now, I cannot speak for the Other, said Nikuko. The Other has her chains around me; they are of my own manufacture, not in the sense of hand-work, but of factory-labor, theoretical machinery refusing permis- sion to the nth degree. The chains are fiery and adamant; I hold my wasted arms within them, un- daring to touch the heated metal. The Other, by the very fact of her ex- istence, holds me enthralled, holds me in thrall. I am immobilized. Alan says, spell that out; Nikuko replies, it is the Other who spells, casts spells, the caste of the Other whom I do not understand, whom I dare not comprehend, whom I cannot comprehend. She will open up gates and filters to me, routers and firewalls to me; she will throw everything in my direction, to the extent that I am thrown into existence, into her existence, out of existence. She is writing this - if I have anything to say, it is that the Other is writing this, that I am an Other, that she is external, that I am supplicant. Alan says so she writes you into existence, Nikuko, and Nikuko replies, no, it is not like that, Alan, I am primordial, pre-existent; when I die, the world dies with me. But she is writing this, yes, she is writing this, without my permission, Alan, and she has opened all firewalls and all fields, and I will call her, will call the Other, Bodhisattva, but not in her regard, not in the regard of the Other, Alan. Not in the look, Nikuko, Alan replied, not in the gaze of the Other, Nikuko, and Nikuko replies, I can wait, I can always wait. Wa wa wa. ================= Note: Why Bodhisattva? Who has declared in this manner, and to whom? It is a disturbing move, as is the "primordial." Is opening an arousal? Is the Other always already a lure as such? Is the Other always open? What does it mean, not to recognize firewalls? Surely prisons are stronger than any thought; in the United States, their privatization turns thought into mass-substance, and the country into a complex of concentration camps. Bodhisattvas seem distant, in terms of compassion and spirituality. Nikuko and Alan, of course, are talking otherwise: Nikuko and Alan are still per- mitted to talk. __ coming in skin 0 the violent winds and ten directions 1 but there were times i knew the way 1 the creativity of the character scrawls across the surface 10 36 scent of her spread cheeks, her gazing in 10 mountains have space all the way to the edge of the frame 11 too many troubled dreams 11 water fades out in the dryness of the silk 112 of her opened eyes (88, 21) 113 inhering, inherent, eyes of someone else 12 air and dragons, thunder god and wind god 13 i hide in those spaces, illusions made from just about anything 13 naked, slightly tumescent, nearing orgasm 13 the relative heaviness of the world 13 unknowing place or promise 14 arms reach out in directions where there's nothing else 15 when they sat upon their haunches 16 hungry ghosts without features 16 now, here's what i have to tell you! 17 71 and rendering of wounds 17 at times the skin of the flayed god 17 my cunt splayed for you, so near coming 18 filled with blurred speech 18 single perfect drop of liquid near the tip 19 78 43 and reflect reflect of her curved jewel 19 i didn't get very much praise 2 of things 20 against the background streaked with blood 21 stroking the skin from the skin, eyes from eyes 22 the grain of _this_ voice and its tenor 23 armed men and children with guns speak for me 23 moved them out of harms way 24 88 21 stroking the skin from the skin 24 my cock close to bursting, splayed, displayed 26 one always took one's chances 27 none other of words in other words but others 27 you are a beautiful woman who i madly love 29 83 screaming as the curved jewel enters us 3 as if they would devour me 3 incision-knives leaning towards scarred world-flesh 3 please don't hurt me, children with guns 3 sometimes i appeared bright and shiny 30 before there were animals and distortions of all kinds 30 of that which the glistened jewel 31 now animals howl legless and mouthless in the brush 32 whose gaunt bodies and shortened arms 33 24 his cock bursting and displayed 33 of the flayed god 33 to find ghosts and other creatures 35 fornicated and mated with surplus of progeny 36 spreading her cheeks as far as possible, gazing in 37 nothing would 39 my penis sore and calked with these rough hands 39 the two of them together 4 warring states use these things 40 the curved jewel 40 the curved jewel 40 would satisfy them and at times 41 eternally they supplicated 41 inside your vagina, smoothness, striations, scent 41 no ideas but in things 41 spreading of labia like flowers and tongues 42 it's all about the wonder and the hunger 42 those were the days 43 dizzy in turmoil 43 labia and portals, forgetting being, the there-is 44 traces 48 whose way i had lost forever 5 characters cover jade herded towards edges and knives 5 such creatures 50 the glittered green and redding jewel 51 elaborate lucretius, formless, evaporate 51 gods flying around over the heavens 51 shall this be packed 51 watching the struggle 54 azure lying against me in furious pain 55 beyond the flayed god 56 in and in, inwards, interiors, in and in 58 shall this 59 what a surprise 6 wars among characters and states 61 40 the curved jewel 61 traces of residue, liquid wordings withdrawn from edges 62 have nothing on us 63 have nothing on us 63 wonder with open eyes 64 the road winds through the animals 64 we'll come for you, splay for you, be and pretend 65 the ghosts would scream and wrack the skies 69 animals teeter against the background streaked with blood 7 children with guns order me about 7 scrawled characters extending regardless of across worlds 71 hunger striving towards fulfillment 71 rendering of wounds 72 61 of the curved and difficult jewel 73 61 of the curved jewel 74 daggers and skulls to drink from 78 43 and reflect reflect 81 screaming sometimes against writing animals and striving hunger 81 what inheres, splaying her legs, her cunt 81 writing is the phenomenon of speech 83 curved jewel entering both of us, we're screaming 84 animals howl against the words moved from the way of harm 87 edges rough, moist, tongue and children with guns 87 my heart is torn through inconceivable distances 88 21 stroking the skin from the skin, opened eyes 89 animals, my heart, jennifer, the grain of the voice 9 a character has the space of a country 9 the storms and draughts 91 teetering animals, skulls, and inconceivable distance 94 please don't hurt me and please don't hurt me 98 17 my splayed cunt, coming 99 40 73 61 of the curved jewel, be, we're screaming __ Chuang Tzu, a Reading by Nikuko 1 "People don't look in a river for a mirror; in motion, it reflects all things in motion. They look at still waters, stilling the image, holding the still image still." - Chuang Tzu "People don't look at flowing water as a mirror; they look at still waters, because what is unmoving, stills things, and holds them." - Chuang Tzu "People use still waters to reflect moving images, because it's easier to see them that way." - Chuang Tzu "Moving water doesn't reflect still images in a manner parallel to still water reflecting moving images." - Chuang Tzu 2 "Rituals are just ornaments on the Tao's hem, and are signs of impending chaos." - Chuang Tzu "Ceremonies are decorations of the Tao, the sources of trouble." - Chuang Tzu "Any sort of ritual gets in the way of any sort of ritual." - Chuang Tzu "Without protocols, you can't even see the ritual - not even from the back of the crowd." - Chuang Tzu "The Tao has no use for any of us; useless, we comprehend the Tao." - Chuang Tzu "If the Tao had use, it would have protocols. Then we could have big ceremonies." - Chuang Tzu 3 "Do not follow the way of rites and ceremonies. Hold to stillness and solitude. Preserve the data-base in potential wells. Hold to back-ups and redundant hard-drives. Let the motion occur in the reflection, not in the medium. Employ permanent flash-cards, dvds, and cdroms. Upgrade the medium and hold it duplicated. Retain the motionless motion. Regard the protocols which are necessary and the protocols which are unnecessary. Strive for actionless-action and do not strive for actionless-action. Read and no not read the signifiers. Have no expectations. Do not trust benevolence. Re- produce texts in the Net of Indra, in the heavens and beneath them. Do not read them. Every text is the source of trouble and the death of its writ- er. Do not be afraid of writing and not-writing, writing and non-writing. Write nothing, say nothing, repetition and non-repetition, and you will have found nothing. Nothing is to be followed; nothing is to be gained. To gain nothing is to gain and not gain. Po Lo will not let the horses be; do not write to Po Lo, who has disturbed the Tao. Do not upgrade the medium; do not think of stillness and solitude. __ tama d'eruza 1 beyond the curved jewel of no regard, 2 beyond these matters, caring of her intense and mournful form, 3 careful placing of stone upon stone, 4 chasing of stone by stone, 5 clouds of demons! hosts of them! 6 deeds! deeds! 7 desire of mass 8 dread, finality of stone within stone 9 driven to incomplete destinies and 10 enlightenment! no such thing! 11 entrance of stone, gating of stone, here comes one! 12 escaped, we remember our former substance. 13 fortifying myself against any form of spirit, 14 i defend myself against the hosts of demons. 15 i have fucked corpses, now defend yourself - 16 i will hold myself from caring! 17 in these matters, she dancing naked in a dress. 18 nothing! wa! wa! wa! 19 of no regard 20 of these matters, dancing with forlorn and mournful smile, 21 piercing of the tongue, penetration of quasi-vowels, and 22 removal of stones, one after another, 23 so that one chooses or is chosen, among demons. 24 spirit! spirit! - 25 the sublime is the moment when spirit breaks apart - 26 there is no enlightenment, there is no path 27 to the paths of stakes and palisades, all of them, 28 to the sheen of jewels curved of no regard. 29 traveling, she saw before her a massive fortification. 30 upon the completion of horrifying deeds 31 which have come between us, have brought the whisper of enlightenment - 32 within stone, form strives to escape. __ tama d'nala a thin wire connects this building to a site a mile and a half away among demons - and palisades, all of them, to the sheen of jewels curved of no regard. are thin wires metaphors for what will happen to my head beyond the curved jewel - beyond these matters, carving stone by stone - clouds of demons! hosts of them! completion of horrifying deeds which have come between us, have brought corpses, now defend yourself - i will hold them from caring! deeds! deeds! thin wires of dread, finality of stone within stone driven to incomplete destiny and enlightenment! no such thing! entrance of stone, gating of stone, here comes one! escaped, noise is information that makes no difference at all! her intense and mournful form of stone in stone, i wonder: how many, how long! if there is one thin wire, there are thousands in these matters, she dancing naked in a dress. nothing! wa! wa! wa! listen to the noise and learn about the universe! my head and my brain are connected by thin wires of no regard in these matters, dancing forlorn and mournful. our park: prospect park, is the center of the thin-wire universe - a very small part of the cosmos, connected by thin wires. remember our former substance. fortifying myself against any form of removal of stones, one after another, so that one chooses or is chosen, pierced clit, cock, penetration of consonants, team-spirit. the sublime is the moment when spirit breaks apart spirit; i defend myself against the hosts of demons. i have fucked tama. the first and foremost thin wire connects my house to the park - the longer the wire, the greater the noise. the whisper of enlightenment - within stone, form strives to escape. there is no enlightenment, there is no path to the paths of stakes. thin wires heat up my neighborhood with thunder and lightning, thousands of thin wires: think of them, each labeled and very long. traveling, she saw before her a massive thin wire in the stone cliffs. who would find her glowing. __ daily grind fierce arguments - the woman in the front office died - there are a group of us - i try to be in mourning - it's the thing to do - sitting around with the rest of them blathering - wooden table - we're all drinking white wine - i tell her to shut her silly yap, pull out my laptop - she's getting ready to throw her drink - lot of yelling - i say there's been a death, i'm in mourning - any sort of an excuse - waiting for her to make her move - throw the whole damn glass at me - medium stringy blond hair, haven't seen her before - the whole bunch of them - just waiting - i'll report her, the whole lot - they'll see - lawsuit in the making - the old physical thing - need a new computer anyway - they're all screaming - i wake up angry, scared - where's my computer - they're all bastards - i'll show them - just wait til i sleep again - how dare they - the woman dead and all - a friend - i didn't even like her - _ among demons, births half away among demons. egard. head of s of them! rought f from caring! ne ! no such thing! escaped, we ce at all! , y, how long! re thousands wa! t the universe! by thin wires orn and mournful wire universe ires of hosen, art cked tama to the park he noise pe. s nderstorms ed and very long on. upon the when?! diations away emons. ard. f them! ught g! ing! we all! ! ands ! wires nful e es f sen, and t ed tama e park . stakes torms long the when?! ons y . d. of ! ht ! ng! we ! , ! ds wa! ! ful of n, art rk se pe. s s ong he ?! ons 8 sed 's/............//g' dilate > fecund 11 sed 's/.................//g' dilate >> fecund 15 sed 's/.........................//g' dilate >> fecund 18 sed 's/.......//g' dilate >> fecund 21 sed 's/....//g' dilate >> fecund __ MAKE NOISE! BIND WORLDS! ah AH AH I JENNIFER DO RISE FROM STONE-IN-STONE! a tin wire onnets y ot to a par a ie an a a away an paisaes, a o te, oo to te seen o ewes urve o no rear. aon eons. are tin wires etapors or wat wi appen to y ea asin o stone y stone, o ous o eons! osts o te! cawa CAWA CAWA I JENNIFER WILL DO SUCH SPELL OF SLAUGHTER-CAPTIVATION! dre dre DRE DRE dre JENNIFER STONE IN STONE! ees! ees! o esire o ass o rea, inaity o stone witin stone o entrane o stone, atin o stone, ere oes osts o eons. oo i ave ue taa heh heh HEH HEH HEH I JENNIFER OF BROKEN-DEMON BIRTH! i tere is one tin wire, tere are tousans i woner: ow any, ow on! in tese atters, se anin nae onnete y tin wires kre KRE KRE KRE I JENNIFER NOISE-IN-WORLD! y stone, o ous o ous o eons! osts o te! la LALA LALA LA JENNIFER BURN-INTO-YOU! o no rear oo o tese atters, anin wit ororn an ournu oh oh oh OH OH OH I JENNIFER DO WALK THIN WIRE! opetion o orriyin ees oo wi ave oe etween us, ave rout or e, noise is inoration tat aes no ierene at a! orpses, now een yourse - oo i wi o yse ro arin! our par: prospet sora SORA SORA SORA JENNIFER STONE-IN-STONE! spirit! spirit! - oo te suie is te oent wen spirit reas apart spirit, oo i een yse aainst te osts o eons. oo i ave ue taa tama tama tama TAMA TAMA JENNIFER BROKEN-BORKEN STONE! te irst an oreost tin wire onnets y ouse to te par te oner te wire, te reater te noise te wisper o enitenent - oo witin stone, or strives to esape. tere is no y stone, o ous o eons! osts o te! wa WA WA wa wa I JENNIFER DO SLAY D'NALA, MAKE NOISE, BIND WORLDS! wen?! wo wou eieve a tin wire wou rin utant raiations y ea an y rain are onnete y tin wires ya ya YA I JENNIFER DO SLAY D'ERUZA, MAKE NOISE, BIND WORLDS! _ Berlin, 1923 (Baedeker) Horse Races. Flat-races and steeplechases at Grunewald; flat-races at Hoppegarten (Ostbahn). Steeplechases at Karlshorst (Niederschlesische Bahn) and near Strausberg Station (Ostbahn). Trotting Matches at Mar- iendorf (tramway No. 73) and Ruhleben near Spandau. Chinese and Japanese Wares and Tea: L. Glenk, Unter den Linden 20; Gebruder Eppner, Charlotten-Str. 34. Horse Omnibuses. Special buses leave the principal theaters after the performance for Wittenberg-Platz. Night Omnibuses: Potsdam Station, Nollendorf-Platz, Auguste-Viktoria-Platz (Zoological Garden Station, Kaiser-Allee, Friedenau, Steglitz (from about 11 p.m. until 2 a.m.). Stettin Station, Friedrich-Strasse Station, Potsdam Station. Sing-Akademie, eight concerts in winter. Conductor, Prof. Dr. Georg Schumann. The Cathedral occupies the site of another cathedral built in 1747-50, the poverty of whose appearance even Schinkel (1816-17) was unable to remedy, and of the beginnings of a royal vault ('Campo Santo') dating from the time of Frederick William IV. (1845-48). The new building was erected in 1894-1905 in the style of the Italian High Renaissance by Julius Rasch- dorff and his son, Otto Raschdorff, at an expense of 11 1/2 million marks (575,000 L.). Its dimensions are: length 344 ft., breadth 246 ft., height to the main cornice 102 ft., to the foot of the lantern 245 ft., and to the top of the cross on the dome 374 ft. The material is Silesian sand- stone, with granite for the lower courses of masonry, while the cupolas, lantern, and roofing are of copper. An excess of plastic ornamentation and the restless effect produced by the cupola-spires spoil the appearance of this mighty edifice. Facing the Lustgarten, adjoining Passage 43, two rooms contain works in the Romanesque style. Room 44: Enamels from the Lower Rhine; church-plate from the abbey of St. Dionysius at Enger, in which the Saxon duke Witte- kind was buried, comprising the earliest pieces of Frankish work and dating from the time of Charlemagne (pocket-shaped reliquary); Gold ornaments of the Empress Gisela (d. 1043) discovered at Mayence (1880). Skating. In the Tiergarten near the Rousseau Island and on the Neuer See; in Charlottenburg on the Lietzen-See; at Treptow on the Karpfenteich, and in the Exhibition Park. Mourning Clothes: Otto Weber, Mohren-Str. 45. Schauspielhaus, chiefly for classical dramas. 1000 seats. Cafes. In the centre of the city, Bauer, Unter den Linden 26, corner of Friedrich-Str.; opposite, Unter den Linden 46, Victoria-Cafe; Josty, Bellevue-Str. 21-22, with terrace, Cafe Furstenhof (in the Hotel Furs- tenhof), Vaterland, Koniggratzer Str. 15-16, Palast-Cafe, in the Palast-Hotel, Bellevue-Konditorei, these last five in Potsdamer-Platz. Trains run between Alexander-Platz and Wittenberg-Platz every 5, on other portions every 10-20 minutes. On Sundays and, during the 'rush hours', on week-days the trains are extremely crowded. Weiss-Bier, the old beverage of the Berlin citizen: Landre's Weissbier- stuben ('Weisses Meer'; closed on Sundays in summer), Friedrich-Str. 83, 1st floor; Pomona, Mauer-Str. 66-67. Musical Instruments, Collection of, in the School of Music, Charlotten- burg, Fasanen-Str. 1 (Portal IV), open Sun., Tues., Thurs., Sat. 11-1. __ Just "A fellow analyst who had heard about my interest in speech mannerisms explained that he wanted to test my findings. In order to do so, he asked a woman patient why she always used the phrase, 'I just said it.' Her re- sponse was, 'I thought you weren't interested in me.'" (from Mannerisms of Speech and Gestures in Everyday Life, Sandor S. Feldman.) "I just want to tell you this. I was just walking by." "I want to tell you this without telling you this." "I have thought about it again and again and feel I should say something." "I happened to be walking by." "I was walking by without walking by." "Because I was in the neighborhood, it occurred to me." "This is the only thing I'll say to you. Although it's not exactly engraved in stone, it's been on my mind for quite a while." "Something's bothering me, but I can't say it directly. You must under- stand I'm protecting myself with the word 'just,' denying and enuncia- ting simultaneously." "Out of the corner of my mouth, blood." "I have been wandering for quite a while, trying to decide how to tell you. It isn't easy to speak of wounds which have been deeply buried. Please be patient with me." I just wanted to make note of this, just like I would annotate "like," as if I'm just going to tell you something. Like if it were true, would that make it any easier? Like my wounds are showing, as if they are, when you know they aren't - I just wanted to talk to you about them, explain my pain. It is just a dream. "In his book on dreams, Freud illustrates the hidden tendency in the word 'only.' When a person has a dream concerning some- thing about which he would prefer not to think, he protects his sleep and the impact of the undesirable thought by saying, 'It is only a dream.' He is therefore able to continue dreaming, reassuring himself that there can be no possible reality to the dream." (Feldman, op. cit.) It is only a dream, it is just a dream. Let "just" in these senses always already denote dreaming, the imaginary, disturbance. "I was just walking by and I just want to tell you this." I will tell you this in my dreams, and what you are hearing that I am saying, is not what I am saying, is only in part what I am meaning; the rest lies beneath the surface - I can't possibly say it, there's no way I can talk through it. Read the signs, fantasize, project and introject, invest and disinvest - you will find meaning, almost as in the form of an oracle, not an explicit fortune but one askew, just as the truth lies within the implicate order. Open the gates; let the truth be implicated: Just to be accurate, it is Truth which is on trial. "Sometimes a thought that would be censored even in sleep slips through. In this case, the censorship finds it too late to retrieve its powers of suppressing the undesirable thought which then continues to be articulate in the sleeper. His last recourse of self-protection lies in minimizing the impact and in denying the reality of the uncomfortable idea by say- ing, 'It is only a dream.'" (Feldman, op. cit.) I will protect myself against truth and its implication, a truth which can never be stated. I just thought I would write about this, speak about this, walk about this in your vicinity. Just that there is a permanent split between the ex- pression of pain and pain, between the living and fulfilling of a wound and its description. Just as the truth is implicate/d, is not susceptible to a presencing in its fullness and fecundity, just as the truth is not entirely constituted, so "just" and "only" serve in relation to a neces- sary wandering that portends or procures our humanity. Beyond and beneath the truth is the truth; there is no approach but angled. ( Truth and acceptance: Just so you will hear me. I only want you to lis- ten to me. Just so you will listen. I only want you to hear, me, out. ) __ Saying "She who knows does not speak. She who speaks does not know. Close your holes, shut your doors, Soften your sharpness, loosen your knots." (from Tao Te Ching, Charles Muller, trans.) "By the way, I thought you should know this. Incidentally, it's about my pain - to be perfectly frank, it's something I can hardly bear. Needless to say, doctor, you've got to help me! Honest, I'm at my wit's end. Be- fore I forget, there's a little matter of my dreams. And do you know what happened? You know, it's hard to speak about this. Ah well, I don't care. Of course, well, it's always difficult, am I right? Naturally, I'll con- tinue. I don't want to hurt you, but I'm not sure you'll be able to help me. I can't tell you how much hurt I feel. I'm running naked, everyone is looking, and it goes without saying that I like it. I just wonder if I'm an exhibitionist. I had a silly thought - what if I need to show myself just so? I'm just kidding; this is ridiculous. I think it wouldn't be too bad. Do you want me to tell you something? You enjoy looking up my skirt. So I'm going to ask you a favor, a very big favor. What if I were to slowly show myself to you? That's nothing! I would be more than happy to speed up as well, show you everything! As you may remember, that's why I came here in the first place. And you don't know this? You see what I mean? You don't find me pleasurable; how can anyone else? You see, this is all I have to show you! As usual, the session ... Er, Hello, Professor! I just want you to know, I think you are terribly wrong, really. I wouldn't show you anything, even for a million dollars! I have sixteen million problems besides this! Now I think I'm getting you nervous, I'm stealing the show. Well, I'm paying for it! I'm sure you're enjoying yourself. I must admit I'm enjoying myself as well! Believe me, I want to show you everything! Do you like it like this? Don't worry, it can only get better! I want to ask you something, isn't this terrible? Oh, this feels so wond- erful, I shouldn't have done it! I'm being naughty now, aren't I? How does it make you feel? Just how much can you see? It's just a dream, I'm naked beneath my skirt. You don't believe me? I can give you proof of anything you like, I'm yours! After all, I'm paying for it!" - some speech mannerisms from Feldman, op. cit. Actionless action, about the release that occurs in relation to worlds subsuming the surplus of language, peripheral world-words, inhalation words. On the inhale, one is momentarily silent, absorbing the world. On the uptake, one gathers energy, in order to expel speech. Exhalation, the expulsion of speech, bringing forward part of the world to itself. Inhal- ation, the taking, but also the submergence. Exhalation, the withdrawal and drawing of boundary. Waiting, holding one's breath, waiting. Exaltation. __ OF A THE ANNIHILATION OF THOUGHT ( Azriel of Gerona ) Thought rises to contemplate its own innerness until its power of comp- rehension is annihilated. BEYOND KNOWING ( Isaac the Blind ) The inner, subtle essences can be contemplated only by sucking, not know- ing. (from Daniel Matt, The Essential Kabbalah.) The sucking, the orifice. The opening and inhaling of the world. The open- ing through the guardian lips. The mouthings, murmurings, and burblings of the organism in the world. The imbibing of the essence, the suffusion. The fruit from the rind, and the seed from the fruit. Sensory membranes of the guardian lips. Jouissance of murmuring speech. The prickling of the skin, the awaiting. The coating of the material world, the tingling of the organs. The sweetness of the nectar, the pith. The sugars and pulp, the luscious. The parting of the rind. The luscious, the parting of the luscious. __ Motto-ing of the World "Object to Goethe because he raised the Faust of the people to a Faust in art! Growth is the fate of humans, and this despite the fact that growth can even prove fatal!" (from Counterpoint, Schenker, trans. Rothgeb and Thym.) i Look towards the false philosophy of the masses, totality and managerial- ity everywhere within the body politic. Look for the reconstitution of "masses," and look for the reworking of philosophy and thought beneath, not capital, but bandwidth. Bandwidth flows through nuclear families and freedom mediated by technology; bandwidth descends from corporate abs- traction, the nameless at the top, techno-fetishism at the bottom. The operation is silent, troubling. It is the operation of the special effect, blankness and digital dismemberment - the operation of coupling, the easy slippage of the "you," absorption of alterity. And I've been meaning to write this for a long time, culling the words, clear-cutting them, walking the line of disaster. There are two types of motto-ing (many types). Below, the non dot-com for the most part - those whose philosophy is embedded in narratives and pro- ducts. See how it goes. Whisper and memorize it, look how easy it slips down and off. We're in the older economy of mediation here, as if there were still mediatiors. We're not yet floating free. Later, perhaps, that other which is one. ii There are no limits in the new world today. It's a buyer's market. It's music to your ears. Seize the moment. Evil has never looked this good. Be on your toes. Be comfy. Be together. To the woman who gave me the right to vote. Single mom. And who said I could live my life any way I choose. The revolution continues. This is true love. Be- come a believer. Let's do this people. Somewhere beyond what you know is an answer to split ends. Heat is beautiful. Time to get real. It's real TV. It's your link to world and business news. Now there's a better way to adjust your day. Incredible stuff. Energy rush. Express yourself. Do it by feel. Get some sleep. Dream. And wear sun screen every day. You know what's important. Advanced thinking. Advanced care. All grown up and they still depend on me. And that I never leave a burden to those kids. Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you've imag- ined. I am not a victim. I am a survivor. Where does courage begin. It's only a matter of time. What is your dream. Your car is waiting. It's all you need. In 2000, history is made again. Connect with the game. If we all lived here, we wouldn't have to worry about what's in our water. Lets your family see the whole world wider. I don't have to be paranoid. Different. What does the future hold. What will it look like? How will it feel? The company you keep. The world of Internet business resembles a high-stakes game of follow-the-leader. You could end up nowhere. Not only the yard- stick - the ruler. Sync is everything. It's a rare occurrence you won't want to miss. We bring the caring home. The power is yours. Add up all the times you've ever said, I really want to, but I probably shouldn't. The forces of nature are waging a war and the target is your deck. Imagine not being able to see. How your life would be affected. We'll be there. I'm too sexy for the slow-lane. Too sexy for the neighbors. Now my only challenge is making the shot. It's about preserving your eyesight. What's more important than that? Talk to your doctor. Do you know what your day is going to be like? I don't. Like a rock, oh like a rock. Doctors know. I just want to celebrate. Worry lines? Defy them. Why worry? The way that you are is just the way that you are. Pain is what you make of it. Follow the dream. If looks could kill, you wouldn't last five minutes. Did you know that a contact lens in the hands of an eye-care professional can take your vision to another level? And you thought 20-20 was as good as it gets. Turn up the mood, the frag- rance. Now how refreshing is that? When a child takes what they've learned and brings it to life, it becomes a part of him. I have a dream. I walk out to the high-dive platform. When it really counts, you stand your ground. What can we agree on? This is the beginning of a beautiful rela- tionship. I just want to make sure he's well looked after. I mean, this could be his last move. Get in. Be moved. Doesn't it feel good? There are pretenders among us. He started to fit in really well. In so many ways, in so many places, it keeps a million disasters a day from happening. Lots of aller- gies. Just one dose. I like the likes of you. I've got the world on a string. On Internet time, companies grow in the blink of an eye. Changing the way the world communicates. Imagine. What could you do with the commu- nications to change everything? Ride the light. Got the urge. Imagine for a moment you have everything, but need more. Can't resist the mist. __ Towards a Bending or Tension of the Real - Reading in detail D. Bohm and B.J. Hiley, The Undivided Universe, An Ontological Interpretation of Quantum Theory. I never identified with the hidden var- iables part of Bohm's work, but I have identified with his work on Whole- ness and the Implicate Order; I have part of the original manuscript, which I received from him on one of several visits to Birkbeck College, London. In any case, there is a striking relationship between his - and Hiley's - work - and thinking about the relationships among ontologies and appearances one might find in Buddhism. I'm not speaking of reincarnation or dharma or "Buddha," but of a heterogeneity in a universe proffering multiple ontologies on multiple levels, not exactly a (recursive) infinite regression, but close. One finds an interconnectedness here that's hier- archical in the sense of scale and energy, but universally spread - that's what I tend to relate - there's something of Chuang Tzu in it as well, which shouldn't be surprising. In fact, one has here the backdrop in the sense of any backdrop dropping away. I'd say Asian thought in general, fearing cries of Orientalism, but stres- sing dialectics of illusion and transformation. And this work for me is the clearest enunciation of these ideas - of what might be called a fabric. Oddly, the distributivity of the Internet comes to mind - even formally, since caching parallels, not only Indra's Net, but also what I see as the non-distributive gestural logics of everyday life - so that, for example, two isolated frequencies on a spectrum imply the whole. I'd take out the mythos, the ancestors, the breathing and other hygienic apparatus, any semblance of humans or divinities, Boddhisattvas or Arhats or novices. I'd see what glittered - take for example the Bardo - you might retain appearance playing itself out on one or another plane here. The phrase translated "actionless action" - Chuang Tzu - to the extent that intentionality is problematized - seems relevant here. Think of the world as one of threshold logics, maintenance, etc. Think of the quietude of consciousness, or even the trivial association of meditation with the silent murmuring (Lingis) of the world - why such damping would be even considered necessary. Or consider the knot of contradiction which occurs within language - anywhere from Kabbalah to Heisenberg/Schrodinger/Russell - and possibilities/impossibilities of resolution - and Russell and White- head's baroque scheme of types to suture over the subject/enunciation of classical logic in such a fashion. You might get there through the irres- olution of resolution, or the resolution of irresolution - I imagine a distributivity, probability cloud, over such reasoning itself. So you might within a certain economy - political and economic - get somewhere here - reside within a certain un/mapping nomadicism - and then - and for how long does this hold? As if distinction (Bourdieu) or style carried through, beyond epistemology, to ontologies. And I always thought of a relativized existentialism, i.e. to the extent that X-exists - the question - exists in what domain? For example - the existence of integers, irrationals, non-standard or imaginary numbers, etc. - the existence of quarks, virtual particles - the existence of the Empire State Building - the existence of pain, and so forth - all of these at variance, speaking of/spoken within particular domains. So perception, appearance, and ontology all interconnect - as they do in Bohm and Hiley - it's this I'm comfortable with - excited by. "What has been constant in this overall historical development is a pattern in which at each stage, certain features are regarded as appearance, while others are regarded as of an essence which explains the appearance on a qualitatively different basis. But what is taken as essence at any stage, is seen to be appearance of a still more fundamental essence. Ultimately, everything plays both the role of appearance and that of essence. If, as we are suggesting, this pattern never comes to an end, then ultimately all of our thought can be regarded as appearance, not to the senses, but to the mind." "Another way of looking at the notion of appearances is to note that appearances basic- ally are what arise in our perception of the world." (Quotes from Bohm and Hiley.) And so forth. This is, of course, and I'd say (good neo-Platonist that I am) _naturally,_ grounded in considerable mathematical apparatus - between the phenomenology of experience / experience, and mathesis / math- ematics, there is an entire dialectic, with most of the physical work oc- curring in the latter - something necessary and accepted by Bohm and Hiley. Behind the appearance, ontology; behind the ontology - appearance, all within a hierarchy (one might also say stuttered hierarchy, I believe, or even holarchy) of accessible and inaccessible levels. So one might also argue for a depth and a hollowness to the world - who is to say, that with increasing amounts of energy, new particles/spaces/concepts will not ap- pear indefinitely? This is the viewpoint of the book - and strange to say, it also relates (again of course) to the phenomenology of the Internet, to the concept of information all the way up and down - to, in fact, (taking a personal position here) my "usage" of Jennifer/Nikuko/Alan, and others who are moving irregularly among levels, insisting through _wryting_ on a problematic (wrong-headed, wrong-leveled perhaps) ontology or ontological _persuasion_ against what appears to be the superstructural and foreclosed Maya of the symbolic. For which reason, on the level of the psychoanalyt- ic, I tend to favor the imaginary, those irruptions/disruptions/peripher- alities that also, I believed, engaged "the" Kristeva of Revolution in Poetic Language. Not that I would make this move (withdrawing now) from the sciences to the humanities, except to reiterate as Bohm said in conversation, Art is a fitting, a making-fit. - and what would that be, among the plurality of theories, levels, ontologies, epistemologies, and worlds, except something always already interstitial, liminal - and thereby challenging - and exactly where it should be? _ Philosophy of the Managerial Elite: "WWI WWII WWW." "Power is brilliant; subsume the revolution. Make manageriality work. Let money make money. Emerge from abstraction into abstraction. Look towards a future of language. Let violence transform the cutting-edge of consonants. Deliver content. Slit the womb for the perfect technology. Birthing fiber- optic has never been easier. The pulse of the real is powered. The World- Wide-Web, a fun version of military violence. Quotes from television, Net- work World, Wired." Outside (within the explicit order), the slaughter of the world: enfolded into broadband. "The south is limitless, but has limits." (Hui Tzu.) "The south is borderless, but has borders." (Hui Shih.) Works like a dream. What do you want to protect? You could be next. Your window of opportunity just opened. It's a buyer's market. Seize the mo- ment. Ticker hour. I've got the world on a string. Dive in, the ticker's fine. Home sweet ticker. Profit from it. If you lived before our time, who would you be? Who would you be? How would you live? Things are changing. We wanted you to know. No easier way to manage your money. Either way they sing. We bring the caring home. Always be yourself. It's music to your ears. That's all it takes to make your dreams come true. You never know when nature will take its course. That's the kind of play we need. What does it take to win them all? Who says you can't have it all? Welcome back to the world. What do you want the internet to be? "Where business and imagination find each other." Two become as one. Flexibility is power. Let your people work from anywhere. Take me to the network where speed meets performance. If the Internet has changed the world, you might say we've changed the Internet. Now or Later, You Decide. Could you delete him be- fore he reaches the car? I am NOT a piece of your inventory. I am an in- dividual and you will respect my privacy. On the Net I am in control. Are we the cutting edge of avant-garde? So even the middle of nowhere can be the hub of activity. Exit the ordinary. Finally, a revolution where you won't get jailed, shot or beheaded. Being Human in the Digital Age. The Taj Mahal was built to last forever. Does your company share the same vision? WWI WWII WWW. Power this triumphant now available in a battery. The office has left the building. Communication uprising. Thoughts that stick. Make shopping happen anywhere. The Net opens many doors. Maybe you should lock some of them behind you. Confidence online. Web animation. Tight integration. Killer. Now available on earth. Nothing attracts like real media. Write and be read. Speak and be felt. They say you've been leaving voice-mails that sound unclear. But face it, reality has a pulse. __ perception is the appearance of thought; thought reflects appearance; the real is always thought; the real is an appearance; letting-go produces nothing; think within the maelstrom; let the maelstrom carry one along; think within the turbulence of the current; measure nothing; take no steps; think furiously; one step ahead of the other; flee from propriety; recognize correctness and withdraw; carry nothing; take nothing with you; escape silence; search in heat; of the fury, speak constantly existence is bound; to be what i say it means; slipping away after sight or use; it pivots; not, not at all, neither, never, nor; without, attempt without means; measure without the mean; what is meant here and now; ipseity; ontology without background; the scope of the world; its style; exact being; what appears released; what appears in release formation of self through insertion of Eye in language; the shifter; bandwidth; garnering of coherence; the strategy it is here, no it is over here, no it is made there, no it is created here, no it is just over there, no it is a little over there, no it is right here, no it is somewhere, no it isn't anywhere that i can see, no it's here __ unclearness of plenitude for the righteous. i am for the righteous. for god. it is true. for or forward for god. for the preservation of species. call on god. i call on god for the naming of plenitude. for a word or for a sign. grace. grace, for a sign is grace. for there is no grace beyond sign. the calling. there is calling without god. there is calling upon names. there is the speaking of plenitude.* unlasting. *speaking about plenitude, and plenitude who is speaking - the text is unclear. __ 1986 Chinese Dictionary: Store Grain among the People. repent; make amends; be steeped in evil and refuse to repent climb to the top of the dyke; reach the summit; set foot on African soil; Hatred of the enemy, for old and new wrongs, welled up in his heart.; lock the door; lock up; put on a coat; become an accountant; be late for the meal; Have you got in touch with him? She's fallen in love with the grass- lands.; He seized a shovel and set to.; at the meeting; what is reported in the newspapers; in fact; in reality; actually; in theory; theoretical- ly; to be decided by the Party organization; The play is a success both politically and artistically.; There's a map on the wall.; Put the book on the table.; Our barefoot doctors have got calluses on their hands, mud on their feet, medicine kits across their shoulders, and love for the poor and lower-middle peasants in their hearts. eye; be blind in both eyes; look; regard; regard as a miracle; item; de- tailed items; order; suborder; a list of things; catalogue; table of con- tents; book list; objective; target; hit the target; military objective; military target; goal; aim; objective; the great goal of communism; a common revolutionary objective road; way; path; a mountain path; channel; course; change of course of the Huanghe River; way; method; the way to keep fit; deal with a man as he deals with you; pay back in his own coin; principle; criticize the doct- rines of Confucius and Mencius; Taoism; Taoist; a Taoist temple; a Taoist priest; superstitious sect; superstitious sects and secret societies; line; draw a slanting line; a river; myriads of golden rays; two success- ive doors; three lines of defence; an order; set five questions for an examination; serve four courses; save one step in the process; say; talk; speak; have a glib tongue; have the gift of the gab; as the saying goes; think; suppose; So it's you! I thought it was Lao Zhou. stop; prevent; stop from going; turn gloomy; turn glum; dejected; depres- sed; dispirited; disenheartened; The enemy's morale is low. armed forces; army; troops; join the army; learn military affairs; learn from the PLA; wipe out an enemy army; cadres including and above the level of army commander; cadres of army level and above. not conform to; be unsuited to; be out of keeping with; not conform to the rules; be unsuited to present needs; be out of keeping with the objective conditions; not up to the required standard; below the mark; be tempera- mentally incompatible; not be to her taste; not appeal to her; be out of keeping with the times; be incompatible with present needs; should not; ought not; Had we foreseen that, we would not have let him go. build; construct; erect; construct a bridge; erect a tall building; build a railway; All exploiters build their happiness on the suffering of the working people; building; structure; edifice entrance; door; gate; Please use the south entrance.; front (back) door; school gate; stove door; valve; switch; air valve; switch; way to do something; knack; After working in the steel mill for a while I got an inkling of how steel is made. family; wealthy and influential family; (religious) sect; school (of thought); Buddhism class; category; divide into different categories; phylum; subphylum; Vertebrata; a piece of artillery; a cannon; a gun; two subjects; two courses; AND gate; NOT gate; a surname bored; depressed; in low spirits; Don't you feel bored staying here all alone? Why not come out with us for a walk? tightly closed; sealed hide; conceal; Grandma hid the wounded Eighth Route Army man in her house.; This chap can't keep anything to himself.; store; lay by; store grain among the people. __ Alphabet ayr bei kri dre ju na pau nu su swu lo tral tre h'ru h're yau yu ywu fo zhou t'e _ Poem of Differences Generating Differences 1 h > zz 3,5c3 < 1a2,3 < > 2 h >> zz < > 3 h > yy --- > 3 h > yy 3,7c3,7 < 1a2,3 < > 2 h >> zz < > 3 h > yy < 2c2,5 < < 3,5c3 --- > 3 h > yy > 2,4c2,6 > < 2 h >> zz > < 1a2,3 > < > 2 h >> zz 9,22c9,13 < > 2 h >> zz < > 3 h > yy < > 2,4c2,6 < > < 2 h >> zz < 5d7 < < < > 3 h > yy < 7c9,13 < < > 3 h > yy < --- < > > 3,5c3 < > > < 1a2,3 < > > < > 2 h >> zz < > > < > 3 h > yy < > > --- --- > > 3,5c3 > > < 1a2,3 > > < > 2 h >> zz > > < > 3 h > yy > > --- __ unclearness of wounding through my mother's death (which she no longer possesses), i have determined (as has been determined for me): that there is only one death; that this death has no number; that it is lived once; that it is harbored as a secret illness; that it is coveted in secret; that it comes but once, remains; that there is only one passage, one text, one whisper; that nothing is of import; that cathection is cathected; investment invested; meaning meant and maintained; that death is no example; that memory declares, withdraws; that death is always for the living; that living death is constancy; that annihilation is the value of a world; that negation is a token; that ipseity struggles with the angel; that writing is of the suppurated body; that skin is wound; that wound or illness have no death (i.e. have nothing to do with death, or continue past the death of the individual - or that wounding and illness are continuous - the text is unclear) _ unclearness of writing the text is unclear (that I have written an unclear text; that I don't understand the text I have written; that the text which has written itself through me is unclear; that these reasons and motivations, results and phenomenologies, are unclear); that the text is blurred, confused; that the text is unreadable; that the letters themselves are unreadable; that the lines are askew; that the referents are unknown or peculiar; that the referents are one-to-many; that the text is far too abstract; that it references things, persons, or events totally obscure (that I have gone into hiding; that I am uncertain of my meaning; that I am drawn to the unknown or obscure; that my thinking itself is askew; that I employ un- clear writing as a defense or strategy; that I am asserting something I do not seem to be asserting; that my real intent and content are elsewhere); that it goes elsewhere; that it goes without saying __ Department of Language Put to death anyone working in the Department of Language. Our motto is death to anyone working in language. This order which shall not be countermanded applies on every level. Those in charge of referents deserve our special attention. Language shall not be tethered with any relation to the real. Let death be quick for those concerned with antiquity and adjectives. Let those compiling concordances die the slowest death of all. Our motto is let the work come swiftly to an end. Not language but workers shall become a memory written in language. This order is against the possibility of survival. Not libraries but librarians shall be slaughtered as well. Libraries are not tethered to the Department of Language. The trouble with libraries is the records of every department. Let the records be freed and released and leave the libraries alone. Our motto is release the records and release the librarians. Our motto is only the Department of Language but never the libraries. This order shall not be countermanded. __