saying names among themselves IRC log started Mon May 7 00:40 *** Value of LOG set to ON *** You are now talking to channel #nikuko *** Alan is now known as terrible *** terrible is now known as worries_i *** worries_i is now known as n_this_da *** n_this_da is now known as rk_world *** rk_world is now known as my_name_ *** my_name_ is now known as sliding *** sliding is now known as among_pha *** among_pha is now known as ntasm_and *** ntasm_and is now known as lost_niku *** ko Nickname is already in use. *** You have specified an illegal nickname *** Please enter your nickname *** lost_niku is now known as chiasm crossing these spaces of names, this emanation or space looking for the proper name or place called thing * chiasm calling among crossed purposes and swollen legs * chiasm looking elsewhere among the field of names *** chiasm is now known as of_names *** of_names is now known as echo_of_n *** ames Nickname is already in use. *** You have specified an illegal nickname *** Please enter your nickname *** echo_of_n is now known as echo_in_u *** se Nickname is already in use. *** You have specified an illegal nickname *** Please enter your nickname *** echo_in_u is now known as Alan * Alan echo nikuko or emanation among the field of names * Alan thinks of chiasm among the fields [E/X] You have new email! (Mail Waiting: 3) *** Alan is now known as chiasm [E/X] Mail: From nikuko@oita.com.jp - 6 msgs *** Signoff: chiasm (gone from the field of names) IRC log ended Mon May 7 00:49 _ what do you mean by clotting k27% jot -b `julu` 2 >> zz:> > ? @ @ A A B B C D D E E F F G H H I I J K:) ) * * + + , - - . . / / 0 1 1 2 2 3 3 4 5 5 6 6 7 7 8 9 9 : : ; < < = =:15 15 for counter in `jot 15`:15 15 for counter in `jot 15` Write blood clotting 3 wc xml.txt 8 tail lx 12 jot 4 13 jot through my k27% jot -b `julu` 2 >> zz! lx 12 jot 4 13 jot 15 15 for counter in `jot 15`:tf-lib2: not found clotting 3 wc xml.txt 8 tail:usage: jot [ options ] [ reps [ begin [ end [ s ] ] ] ] k28% lib2 ksh::28 tf-lib2 30 jot -b clotting 44 >> zz jot: Too many arguments. What do:you mean by clotting? venom.irc:volt.irc:xml.txt:: stop arguing. too many arguments. what do you mean by clotting? [commentary: an absurdity. there is no way out. of a springtime evening. the pun provides the content. i tried repeatedly to salvage. the 'jot' command was extremely useful. it attached itself to various programs. i don't think that was good enough. i was close to stopping. i continued with process after process. it was never good enough; this commentary doesn't help.] ~ pornography in the east the god of the south in the south the god of the west in the west the god of the east in the north the god of the north ~ wreckage in the east the godsipfj awejfrqw]- ^F]9'p-ZSDI aj fjase fjsdzl h;as'[3=4- of the southaw ^F ^@`=\]^@^] ~ Amerika for Theorists Understand we are a mean country first of all; social Darwinism on the most brutal and vulgar scale dominates our thinking. Never mind we are down on the quality of life indices; we demand to be counted the greatest country on earth, one which is god-given. Understand our compassion comes at a price; if you do not place us on human rights commissions, we will bomb you, withhold funds, throw more of our own in jail. Understand we are not a democracy; our "president" was not elected by a majority; our gunlaws go wildly against the demographic grain; our health- care is dominated by drug companies and professionals who wreak havoc among the poor and elderly. Understand we are guilty of the worst racisms, the largest jail popula- tions, and one of the most violent societies on the planet. Understand we believe in white male superiority, the punishment of the poor, and the exaltation of violence which makes a man, a man. Understand our ignorance; we do not know the capitals and heads of states of our neighboring countries, much less their policies. They are our bor- ders and our dominions; they are independent by virtue of our kindness. Understand free trade is free profiteering without regard to environmental regulation and protection. Understand Amerika comes first and we do not care about global warming or pollution unless these are cost-free and immediately economically beneficial to our upper classes. Understand our poor are already our walking dead; that our poor come in all colors; that they are irrelevant; that we believe their votes can be bought, sold, and ignored; that we believe they are diseased and obstacles to greater and greater wealth. Understand our meanness is tied to our greed; that our rapaciousness knows no bounds; that ignorance can be fought by the blunt edge of the sword; that we do not care if we make enemies and more enemies. Understand our word "freedom" is our word, not yours, and all of us are perfectly free in this great land of ours. But above all, understand our meanness: to those of us whose voice is irrelevant, to those of us who oppose us, to any country or demographics that crosses our beliefs, to our own creative artists. Understand we possess the violence of the Taliban, ready to unleash it; that our jails are overpopulated by victims of our Apartheid; that we possess, at a moments notice, the bludgeon of Nazism. And understand that we are the Panopticon; we have the god-given right to spy on each and every human on the planet, and to destroy him or her at will. You must understand this if you are to extract the marrow from the bone, the muscle from the brain; you must understand this if you are to defeat us, reduce us to ash and fragments of contaminated flesh, in our god-given country, the greatest of them all. _ standing upside-down with my eyes in my toes but my toes in my hands and my elbows in my knees and my feets in my arms and my necks in my necks with my nipples in my belly and my belly in my nips and my hair in my soles and my soles in my hair standing upside-down with my ankles in my nose and my nose in my ankles and my waist just the same i'm standing upside-down and looking right-side up looking just like you and looking just like me but i'm standing upside-down with my eyes in my toes with my toes in my hands and my elbows in my knees ... _ $ etiquette of freedom Script started on Sat May 12 02:00:33 2001 $ it is our god-given right to free you. /usr/local/bin/ksh: it: not found $ freedom is defined in relation to civic action and propriety. /usr/local/bin/ksh: freedom: not found $ the boundaries of community are fully-free and internally decided. /usr/local/bin/ksh: the: not found $ when government is good and fully-free, it bows to the center. /usr/local/bin/ksh: when: not found $ if it bows to the center, the center bows to the center. > under creation, the center acknowledges transcendence. > the gyre of the center is the signifier of transcendence. > look not here, look there. > look there. > . > done /usr/local/bin/ksh: syntax error: `done' unexpected $ if it is completed, the world is completed. > alterity disappears. > alterity is absorbed. > you are freed within our completion. > the world always shifts back into the world. > then done. > then completed. /usr/local/bin/ksh: syntax error: `then' unexpected $ freedom is difficult and must be maintained at all costs. /usr/local/bin/ksh: freedom: not found $ being-human is the burden of community. /usr/local/bin/ksh: being-human: not found $ exit Script done on Sat May 12 02:05:53 2001 _ connecting to nikuko and not connect to america Script started on Sat May 12 17:36:50 2001 $ irc *** Connecting to port 6667 of server irc.mcs.net *** Connecting to port 6667 of server irc.mcs.net *** Connecting to port 6667 of server irc.mcs.net Do you really want to quit? no Do you really want to quit? i am trying to reach you Do you really want to quit? are you out there nikuko Do you really want to quit? i dreamed i photographed your shitty ass Do you really want to quit? i begged you to open your hole Do you really want to quit? i begged you to shit for me Do you really want to quit? i put my tongue deep into it Do you really want to quit? i ate from your body Do you really want to quit? it was not "america" it was your body it was only your body and its delicious taste on my tongue the world goes from inside of you into inside of me the world is not "america" we are floating among signs and vast areas of little information my face is covered with your excrement my eyes see the world through your excrement my body is covered with your scent my body is not "america" i can't speak to anyone about this everything has gone away and everyone i am covered with so delicious, nikuko it is wonderful to have you shit it is wonderful to have you on me i am not "america" Do you really want to quit? yes *** Connecting to port 6667 of server irc.mcs.net *** Connection closed from irc.mcs.net: Connection timed out $ irc $ irc $ irc $ irc $ irc $ irc $ irc it was only your body and its delicious taste on my tongue the world is not "america" we are floating among signs and vast areas of little information my face is covered with your excrement my eyes see the world through your excrement my body is covered with your scent my body is not "america" i can't speak to anyone about this everything has gone away and everyone $ irc $ irc $ irc $ irc $ exitScript done, output file is typescript k5% wc typescript 26 250 1999 typescript Script done on Sat May 12 17:41:27 2001 _ TOUCH NIKUKO truss touch nikuko __sysctl(0xbfbffa90,0x2,0x2805c568,0xbfbffa8c,0x0,0x0) = 0 (0x0) mmap(0x0,32768,0x3,0x1002,-1,0x0) = 671469568 (0x2805d000) geteuid() = 1062 (0x426) getuid() = 1062 (0x426) getegid() = 1062 (0x426) getgid() = 1062 (0x426) open("/var/run/ld-elf.so.hints",0,00) = 3 (0x3) read(0x3,0xbfbffa70,0x80) = 128 (0x80) lseek(3,0x80,0) = 128 (0x80) read(0x3,0x28061000,0x28) = 40 (0x28) close(3) = 0 (0x0) access("/usr/lib/libc.so.4",0) = 0 (0x0) open("/usr/lib/libc.so.4",0,027757775350) = 3 (0x3) fstat(3,0xbfbffab8) = 0 (0x0) read(0x3,0xbfbfea88,0x1000) = 4096 (0x1000) mmap(0x0,602112,0x5,0x2,3,0x0) = 671502336 (0x28065000) mmap(0x280e1000,16384,0x3,0x12,3,0x7b000) = 672010240 (0x280e1000) mmap(0x280e5000,77824,0x3,0x1012,-1,0x0) = 672026624 (0x280e5000) close(3) = 0 (0x0) sigaction(SIGILL,0xbfbffb10,0xbfbffaf8) = 0 (0x0) sigprocmask(0x1,0x0,0x2805c49c) = 0 (0x0) sigaction(SIGILL,0xbfbffaf8,0x0) = 0 (0x0) sigprocmask(0x1,0x2805c460,0xbfbffb38) = 0 (0x0) sigprocmask(0x3,0x2805c470,0x0) = 0 (0x0) gettimeofday(0xbfbffb24,0x0) = 0 (0x0) stat("nikuko",0xbfbffb34) ERR#2 'No such file or directory' open("nikuko",513,0666) = 3 (0x3) fstat(3,0xbfbffb34) = 0 (0x0) close(3) = 0 (0x0) exit(0x0)process exit, rval = 0 CALLING NIKUKO __sysctl(0xbfbffa94,0x2,0x28089568,0xbfbffa90,0x0,0x0) = 0 (0x0) mmap(0x0,32768,0x3,0x1002,-1,0x0) = 671653888 (0x2808a000) geteuid() = 1062 (0x426) getuid() = 1062 (0x426) getegid() = 1062 (0x426) getgid() = 1062 (0x426) open("/var/run/ld-elf.so.hints",0,00) = 3 (0x3) read(0x3,0xbfbffa74,0x80) = 128 (0x80) lseek(3,0x80,0) = 128 (0x80) read(0x3,0x2808e000,0x28) = 40 (0x28) close(3) = 0 (0x0) access("/usr/lib/libncurses.so.5",0) = 0 (0x0) open("/usr/lib/libncurses.so.5",0,027757775354) = 3 (0x3) fstat(3,0xbfbffabc) = 0 (0x0) read(0x3,0xbfbfea8c,0x1000) = 4096 (0x1000) mmap(0x0,266240,0x5,0x2,3,0x0) = 671686656 (0x28092000) mmap(0x280c6000,36864,0x3,0x12,3,0x33000) = 671899648 (0x280c6000) mmap(0x280cf000,16384,0x3,0x1012,-1,0x0) = 671936512 (0x280cf000) close(3) = 0 (0x0) access("/usr/lib/libc.so.4",0) = 0 (0x0) open("/usr/lib/libc.so.4",0,027757775354) = 3 (0x3) fstat(3,0xbfbffabc) = 0 (0x0) read(0x3,0xbfbfea8c,0x1000) = 4096 (0x1000) mmap(0x0,602112,0x5,0x2,3,0x0) = 671952896 (0x280d3000) mmap(0x2814f000,16384,0x3,0x12,3,0x7b000) = 672460800 (0x2814f000) mmap(0x28153000,77824,0x3,0x1012,-1,0x0) = 672477184 (0x28153000) close(3) = 0 (0x0) sigaction(SIGILL,0xbfbffb14,0xbfbffafc) = 0 (0x0) sigprocmask(0x1,0x0,0x2808949c) = 0 (0x0) sigaction(SIGILL,0xbfbffafc,0x0) = 0 (0x0) sigprocmask(0x1,0x28089460,0xbfbffb3c) = 0 (0x0) sigprocmask(0x3,0x28089470,0x0) = 0 (0x0) readlink("/etc/malloc.conf",0xbfbff498,63) ERR#2 'No such file or directory' mmap(0x0,4096,0x3,0x1002,-1,0x0) = 672555008 (0x28166000) break(0x807c000) = 0 (0x0) break(0x807d000) = 0 (0x0) access("/home/alans/.terminfo/v/vt100",4) ERR#2 'No such file or directory' access("/usr/share/misc/terminfo/v/vt100",4) ERR#2 'No such file or directory' issetugid() = 0 (0x0) break(0x807e000) = 0 (0x0) break(0x807f000) = 0 (0x0) stat("/home/alans/.termcap.db",0xbfbfe598) ERR#2 'No such file or directory' open("/home/alans/.termcap.db",0,00) ERR#2 'No such file or directory' open("/home/alans/.termcap",0,00) ERR#2 'No such file or directory' stat("/usr/share/misc/termcap.db",0xbfbfe598) = 0 (0x0) open("/usr/share/misc/termcap.db",0,00) = 3 (0x3) fcntl(0x3,0x2,0x1) = 0 (0x0) read(0x3,0x807e000,0x104) = 260 (0x104) break(0x8080000) = 0 (0x0) break(0x8082000) = 0 (0x0) lseek(3,0x8c000,0) = 573440 (0x8c000) read(0x3,0x8080000,0x2000) = 8192 (0x2000) break(0x8084000) = 0 (0x0) lseek(3,0x60000,0) = 393216 (0x60000) read(0x3,0x8082000,0x2000) = 8192 (0x2000) close(3) = 0 (0x0) ioctl(1,TIOCGETA,0xbfbff50c) = 0 (0x0) ioctl(1,TIOCGETA,0xbfbff4cc) = 0 (0x0) ioctl(1,TIOCGWINSZ,0xbfbff530) = 0 (0x0) ioctl(0,TIOCGWINSZ,0xbfbff680) = 0 (0x0) sigaction(SIGWINCH,0xbfbff640,0xbfbff628) = 0 (0x0) ioctl(0,TIOCGETA,0x8079f20) = 0 (0x0) ioctl(0,TIOCGETA,0x8079ee0) = 0 (0x0) ioctl(0,TIOCSETAW,0x8079ee0) = 0 (0x0) sigaction(SIGHUP,0xbfbff650,0xbfbff638) = 0 (0x0) sigaction(SIGTERM,0xbfbff650,0xbfbff638) = 0 (0x0) sigaction(SIGTSTP,0xbfbff650,0xbfbff638) = 0 (0x0) sigaction(SIGWINCH,0xbfbff650,0xbfbff638) = 0 (0x0) break(0x8085000) = 0 (0x0) break(0x8086000) = 0 (0x0) break(0x8087000) = 0 (0x0) break(0x8088000) = 0 (0x0) fstat(1,0xbfbff878) = 0 (0x0) ioctl(1,TIOCGETA,0xbfbff8ac) = 0 (0x0) UW PICO(tm) 3.7 New Buffer ^G Get Help ^O WriteOut ^R Read File ^Y Prev Pg ^K Cut Text ^C Cur Pos write(1,0x8080400,288) = 288 (0x120) ^X Exit ^J Justify ^W Where is ^V Next Pg ^U UnCut Text^D Del Char write(1,0x8080400,172) = 172 (0xac) write(1,0x8080400,6) = 6 (0x6) stat("nikuko",0xbfbff8f8) = 0 (0x0) access("nikuko",4) = 0 (0x0) open("nikuko",0,0666) = 3 (0x3) write(1,0x8080400,10) = 10 (0xa) [ Reading file ]write(1,0x8080400,31) = 31 (0x1f) fstat(3,0xbfbff828) = 0 (0x0) break(0x8089000) = 0 (0x0) read(0x3,0x8088000,0x200) = 9 (0x9) read(0x3,0x8088000,0x200) = 0 (0x0) write(1,0x8080400,10) = 10 (0xa) [ Read 2 lines ]write(1,0x8080400,31) = 31 (0x1f) close(3) = 0 (0x0) File: nikukoNIKUKO!write(1,0x8080400,47) = 47 (0x2f) select(0x1,0xbfbff9f0,0x0,0xbfbff970,0xbfbffa70) = 1 (0x1) read(0x0,0xbfbffa63,0x1) = 1 (0x1) ModifiedNIKUKO!write(1,0x8080400,41) = 41 (0x29) select(0x1,0xbfbff9f0,0x0,0xbfbff970,0xbfbffa70) = 1 (0x1) read(0x0,0xbfbffa63,0x1) = 1 (0x1) INIKUKO!write(1,0x8080400,14) = 14 (0xe) select(0x1,0xbfbff9f0,0x0,0xbfbff970,0xbfbffa70) = 1 (0x1) read(0x0,0xbfbffa63,0x1) = 1 (0x1) KNIKUKO!write(1,0x8080400,14) = 14 (0xe) select(0x1,0xbfbff9f0,0x0,0xbfbff970,0xbfbffa70) = 1 (0x1) read(0x0,0xbfbffa63,0x1) = 1 (0x1) UNIKUKO!write(1,0x8080400,14) = 14 (0xe) select(0x1,0xbfbff9f0,0x0,0xbfbff970,0xbfbffa70) = 1 (0x1) read(0x0,0xbfbffa63,0x1) = 1 (0x1) KNIKUKO!write(1,0x8080400,14) = 14 (0xe) select(0x1,0xbfbff9f0,0x0,0xbfbff970,0xbfbffa70) = 1 (0x1) read(0x0,0xbfbffa63,0x1) = 1 (0x1) ONIKUKO!write(1,0x8080400,14) = 14 (0xe) select(0x1,0xbfbff9f0,0x0,0xbfbff970,0xbfbffa70) = 1 (0x1) read(0x0,0xbfbffa63,0x1) = 1 (0x1) !NIKUKO!write(1,0x8080400,14) = 14 (0xe) select(0x1,0xbfbff9f0,0x0,0xbfbff970,0xbfbffa70) = 1 (0x1) read(0x0,0xbfbffa63,0x1) = 1 (0x1) NIKUKO!write(1,0x8080400,22) = 22 (0x16) select(0x1,0xbfbff9f0,0x0,0xbfbff970,0xbfbffa70) = 1 (0x1) read(0x0,0xbfbffa63,0x1) = 1 (0x1) write(1,0x8080400,10) = 10 (0xa) File Name to write : write(1,0x8080400,95) = 95 (0x5f) nikukoT To Files write(1,0x8080400,95) = 95 (0x5f) C Cancel TAB Complete write(1,0x8080400,115) = 115 (0x73) write(1,0x8080400,12) = 12 (0xc) select(0x1,0xbfbff620,0x0,0xbfbff5a0,0xbfbff6a0) = 1 (0x1) read(0x0,0xbfbff693,0x1) = 1 (0x1) write(1,0x8080400,3) = 3 (0x3) write(1,0x8080400,10) = 10 (0xa) [ Writing... ]write(1,0x8080400,29) = 29 (0x1d) open("nikuko",513,0666) = 3 (0x3) getdtablesize() = 1064 (0x428) fcntl(0x3,0x3,0x0) = 1 (0x1) fstat(3,0xbfbff668) = 0 (0x0) lseek(3,0x0,0) = 0 (0x0) fstat(3,0xbfbff3b0) = 0 (0x0) lseek(3,0x9,0) = 9 (0x9) write(3,0x8088000,8) = 8 (0x8) fsync(0x3) = 0 (0x0) lseek(3,0x0,0) = 0 (0x0) write(3,0x8088000,17) = 17 (0x11) lseek(3,0x0,1) = 17 (0x11) ftruncate(0x3,0x0,0x11,0x0) = 0 (0x0) close(3) = 0 (0x0) write(1,0x8080400,10) = 10 (0xa) [ Wrote 3 lines ]write(1,0x8080400,32) = 32 (0x20) ^G Get Help ^O WriteOut ^R Read File ^Y Prev Pg ^K Cut Text ^C Cur Pos write(1,0x8080400,214) = 214 (0xd6) ^X Exit ^J Justify ^W Where is ^V Next Pg ^U UnCut Text^D Del Char write(1,0x8080400,172) = 172 (0xac) write(1,0x8080400,6) = 6 (0x6) select(0x1,0xbfbff9f0,0x0,0xbfbff970,0xbfbffa70) = 1 (0x1) read(0x0,0xbfbffa63,0x1) = 1 (0x1) ioctl(0,TIOCSETAW,0x8079f20) = 0 (0x0) write(1,0x8080400,20) = 20 (0x14) exit(0x0)process exit, rval = 0 _ america and nikuko-america connecting to nikuko-america and not connect to america do you really want to quit? it was not "america" the world is not "america" my body is not "america" i am not "america" the world is not "america" my body is not "america" BUT: * nikuko-america wants to look at everything here * nikuko-america wants to show everything here * nikuko-america doesn't want to get kicked off here * nikuko-america wants to show you her cunt * nikuko-america wants to open her hot pussy to you * nikuko-america wants to open all his holes to you * nikuko-america wants you to squeeze his breasts * nikuko-america wants you to suck his labia * nikuko-america wants to watch your cock * nikuko-america wants to split himself open for you * nikuko-america wants to put your hot cock in his hot pussy * nikuko-america wants to swallow your hot cock * nikuko-america wants to drink your cum over his breasts and twat * nikuko-america wants you to shove it in his hot asshole * THORN20 realizes that nikuko-america is not really a girl at all.. * nikuko-america wants your fist in his asshole * nikuko-america wants your fist in him and pulling him inside out * nikuko-america wants everything from you BUT: connecting to nikuko-america and not connect to america BUT: do you really want to quit? i am trying to reach you do you really want to quit? are you out there nikuko-america k11% grep nikuko-america >> quit? i ate from your body wc really want to quit? it was not "nikuko-america" it was your body tell me it was your body it was your body _ Of Me: My Lovely Totals of My Lovely Fields (Adding all My Numbers from my latest file, in subsequent fields, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen.) 2862921.0000 915.0000 8064642432.7000 895.0000 27809.0000 262.0000 399.0000 8720.0000 215.0000 35.0000 55.0000 15.0000 15.0000 1.0000 8067544689.7000 zero. ... zero. ... two million. eight hundred sixty-two thousand. nine hundred twenty-one. ... nine hundred fifteen. ... eight billion. sixty-four million. six hundred forty-two thousand. four hundred thirty-two. and seven thousand. ten-thousandths. ... eight hundred ninety-five. ... twenty-seven thousand. eight hundred nine. ... two hundred sixty-two. ... three hundred ninety-nine. ... eight thousand. seven hundred twenty. ... two hundred fifteen. ... thirty-five. ... fifty-five. ... fifteen. ... fifteen. ... one. ... zero. ... eight billion. sixty-seven million. five hundred forty-four thousand. six hundred eighty-nine. and seven thousand. ten-thousandths. ... zero. ... cat ~/jj | ./number >> ~/yy _ SONNET OF TRUTH ("did you know") LIVE is EVIL backwards! Live Evil! DEVIL is LIVED backwards! The Devil Lived! EVIL is VILE twirled! Evil is Vile! GOD is DOG backwards! DOG is GOD! LIVE DOG backwards is GOD EVIL! DEVIL GOD backwards is DOG LIVED! IT IS ALL THERE IN THE LANGUAGE! YOU CAN READ IT IN ENGLISH! ENGLISH IS THE MOST PERFECT LANGUAGE! ENGLISH IS LIVE! ENGLISH IS GOD! DOG IS ENGLISH! EVIL IS ENGLISH! VILE ENGLISH DOG! Please send this on to as many people as possible; everyone should know about these things. _ Making Shells {k:1} script Script started on Mon May 14 23:45:48 2001 $ script $ script $ script Script started, output file is typescript $ hello, where is my typescript? $ is this my lonely typescript? $ now i will exit $ exit Script done, output file is typescript $ oh, here is my lonely typescript! $ ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,! $ i will lovingly leave you again! $ here i am so comfortable in my scripty-script $ but i will leave my scripty-script $ will i not? $ eh heh? $ goodbye and all about to say hello typescript $ exit Script done on Mon May 14 23:47:18 2001 Script done, output file is typescript $ oh dear, am i still here? $ scripty-scripty-script! $ this is too strange for oddness to be sure? $ i am no longer comfortable in my scripty-script! $ i will leave again forever, eh heh? $ scripty-scripty-scripty-script! $ exit Script done on Mon May 14 23:48:02 2001 _ yin C l * V * Y * A * t * w * n * r * m * s * a * n * k * Y * P * l hia hia chi chi * c * o * a * Y * P * e * s * Y * P * e Ala Ala /X] * A /X] * S C l th C l * V ** * A n STR ** s j * M * h ** ** * S ** ** n * S ** ** * S ** ex * G, pe ** ing * S * b n * j vit lco * M ch * b upr ve * S ymo ** ** ** ** n * M ** * B orn RLO * S * b * s * S ** ing * S aur ** * S imm ** * S * M ex * S ** ann * S bbi * s n * o rs2 rac ** edu ** A * S ** * S ** * S n ** * M ezz urk * G * S * M ** * s ** ex ** * S ** ** * k ver e n * M * S ** ann * p ** * l ** * n n ** * V * S ** ** ee_ imm tud * C STR ** n ** esh z m ** uby s j ** * S * S * a ** OM_ * S heS n heS heS heS heS ** heS * T ** ** * c [ 7 STR ** ** ann * S * S ** ** ann * S ** uby s j Hor h n * l ** heS * S * S heS n * M *@2 ch * T ** s j * M * S * d E/X ** * S * S ** * N ome * S * S imm urk ome ome ** n * M ** * m S L STR * S ** ine * S ** ** ann ** ** ** arm * S ** Bea STR n rug ** ann * M ** Bea ** * S ** erb * M rkm ** imm one erb ** ann * S ** ann * S ** * M ** ale * S L ** * H ** * S m esh z m * d rac ** ** n * A T * S he_ ** ann * M * S * h * v vit lco * M m * N ** ann n STR * h L ** STR ** ** * G rug irn ** ** * S S ** one n * C ** * M ch * S bbi STR ako? eas ** ** n * B ** * S ** ex ** zbr * S ** cir iSt * s * S STR STR * S had * S * S ** had one * D L had had imm * U * d obl esh z m ** * p ond ** * S C l eri der st wn unt a mb der jor re ong der ons lie alt der our rs der gul re med der l c ugh gre der bou at rd is t a rel at sse e o men nop e p u m e m , r unt _ Item from: KYUSHU HEADLINE NEWS, Fukuoka Now, 5/16/01 * Teenagers from Fukuoka Die in Tokyo Two high school girls from Kasuya, Fukuoka committed suicide yesterday when they jumped from the top of a multi-storey building in Tokyo. The girls left a message " We have no special reason to die, but then again we have no reason to live either". (submitted to this mailing list by DAISHIN NIKUKO, nikuko@oita.com.jp) _ Poem: "Our memories" Our memories are our computers; both constitute the world unbidden, assemble according to implicit instructions beneath the surface output, present results as if they were part of the natural order of things; produce results inscribed upon the screen of dreams and the dream-screen, give semblance to the small, allow the possibility of scaling through further processing, create and utilize modules and subroutines, are capable of harboring the very feel of a 1940s early winter road in evening mining-town Pennsylvania, intersect with the very phenomenology of subjective being according to protocols and object-oriented modeling, tend towards the unraveling of the external world as likewise fabricated or constituted, require input and maintenance, need to operate in safe spaces with environmental controls, generate meaning according to attributes and interpretations weighted with the history of the organism itself, have deletion mechanisms which are less than perfect, reside between hardware or wetware and communication strategies and protocols, rely on community and communality for their construction, are at least in part reflexive although not self-reflexive, are simultaneously neural and non-neural, exist between or among networks and resonances and require compilers and interpreters for the most part, always have incomplete access based on the superstructural appearance of autonomy in emergent semantic holarchies, are accumulative, have both short-term and long-term functions which may involve different circuitries and storage mechanisms, are increasingly interpenetrated and epistemologically diffuse, increasingly share fuzzy ontological domains which are problematized in relation to fragmentary knowledge and knowledge flows, are fragile in relation to the catastrophic pathways of the real world, are redundant to a certain degree particularly in relation to other memories and machines which may not be networked into or across the subject, are in a chiasmic relation to the extent that computers have memories and memories compute, are split in relation to carbon-based and/or silicon construction, involve parallel and/or columnar processing, may die with the death of the organism or destruction of the hard-drive matrix or power-withdrawal, may be passed on elsewhere through networking and external inscriptive technologies, are inscriptive flows and forms themselves, exist within potential wells, present epistemic structures apparently broken from the formal means and organization of storage, problematize and are problematized by any theorization, query meaning through the frisson or jouissance of meaning generated by reading strategies across and through inscriptions, are never fully recuperated in relation to the referent, and are distinguished from each other by a primary division between digital and analog in which the former is characterized by potential eternal repetition while the latter is only reproduced through an exponential increase in noise including the death of memory and its spattering into quantum irretrievability. _ wanting my due in the waning moon Thu May 17 14:52:39 EDT 2001 The Moon is Waning Crescent (29% of Full) ghosts haunt me, you haunt me with your power, you could take me, end my resentment and neuroses just like that, i'll be happier than you can ever imagine, think how you'll save a human being, just put me in that series of solo exhibitions coming up, that big group show of the chosen, just include me in your anthology with the color cover, you can color my texts, it would be an honor, i want to be multi-media of multi-media, i want to influence the world, i want my name spoken on unknown lips with great smiles and understandings, yes, juries too, i want to be awarded the big grants, the important ones, the ones that keep me alive, let me work towards greater and greater goals, i want the genius grants, the lifetime achievement awards :wipe me into existence with the cloth of creativity! bring me forward among the legions of new media personnel, so what if my code's code povera, if my work's on email lists in your back yard, in your email in my backyard, don't ever forget my name when the next big show comes along, i want projection, i want the wall full of my dna :i wait and wait and wait for my work to be lovingly accepted as new media, all right you can't click on it, it's got wonderful audio and video, it moves on the screen or the words like these dance all out of order, wayward and contrary, real and true eruptions of language, please help me in this endeavor, i want to win big prizes and get in the big shows i need your help, this is a cheap ploy, pass this on to all judges and juries, forget i said that, but do, really pass this on, you can find my work almost anywhere :terrific multi-media inclusions of everything i do in new media :all new media and me :terrific multi-media inclusions of everything i do in new media _ people. i am an eagle and i am powerful and fly higher than any other animal. i am the proud lion, wise and far-sighted. i am the humble mole, burrowing beneath the world. i am the faithful dog, happily taking care of its master. i am the mysterious cat, carrying with me the wisdom of ancient egypt. i am a camel, the horse of the desert. i am the sinister snake who eats her young and sins. i am the terrifying wolf whose one desire is to eat the flesh of others. i am the violent and stupid primeval shark tearing its prey to shreds. i am the incredibly intelligent dolphin, speaking to others of its kind. i am a lonely whale, regal king of the seas. i am the lowest amoeba, fundamental unit of all life. i am a chimpanzee, the closest living relative of humans. i am the poisonous toad who ignores her children. i am the faithful mockingbird, placing her eggs in the homes of others. i am the swift and innocent gazelle. i am the beautiful, soft and loving deer. i am the stately elk. i am the hideous rat with hideous young, taking over the world. i am the cockroach, the oldest living thing on the planet. i am the noble horse, ready to serve you. i am the stupid mule, who can never breed. i am the gentle giraffe with tall children, eating the leaves of trees. i am a worm, ready to be cut into pieces, all just like me. i am the violent alligator, tearing young children into pieces. i am the coyote, a real stupid nuisance and unbelievably dangerous. i am a spider who always kills its mate. i am the evil scorpion, disgusting to myself, covered with ugly young. i am a lovely hummingbird, delicate and caring of others. i am the pure swan bringing tidings of good fortune to everyone. i am the idiotic monkey. i am the fierce gorilla, screaming and pounding my chest. i am the ferocious tiger, hoarding its mates, killing wildebeest for food. i am the mouse, whose brood takes over home and field alike. i am the dinosaur, who once ruled the earth. i am the stupid salmon, who swim upstream to spawn, die, and be eaten. i am the pig, the most intelligent animal in the yard. i am the randy goat, who eats everything in sight. i am a horrifying skunk, good for nothing, spewing poison. i am the raccoon, washing my food in the river. i am a squirrel, always burying my food for the winter. i am the grasshopper, swarming until everything is eaten everywhere. i am an ant, following the scent of others and serving my queen. i am the bee, dancing for honey, living in harmony, and ready to sting. i am the sad manatee. i am the happy otter, always playing and having fun. i am the furious grizzly, the most dangerous beast there is. i am the lonely polar bear, king of the coldest regions on earth. _ no people. i am not an eagle and i am not powerful and fly higher than any other animal." i am not the "proud lion, wise and far-sighted." i am not the "humble mole, burrowing beneath the "world." i am not the "faith- ful dog, happily taking care of its master." i am not the " the "mysteri- ous cat, carrying with me the "wisdom of ancient egypt." i am not a cam notel, the "horse of the "desert." i am not the "sinister snake who eats her young and sins." i am not the "terrifying wolf whose one desire is to eat the "flesh of others." i am not the "violent and stupid primeval shark tearing its prey to shreds." i am not the "incredibly intelligent dolphin, speaking to others of its kind." i am not a lonely whale, regal king of the "seas." i am not the "lowest am notoeba, fundam notental unit of all life." i am not a chimpanzee, the "closest living relative of humans." i am not the "poisonous toad who ignores her children." i am not the "faith- ful mockingbird, placing her eggs in the "homes of others." i am not the "swift and innocent gazelle." i am not the " the"beautiful, soft and loving deer." i am not the "stately elk." i am not the "hideous rat with hideous young, taking over the "world." i am not the "cockroach, the "the"oldest living thing on the "planet." i am not the "noble horse, ready to serve you." i am not the "stupid mule, who can never breed." i am not the "gentle giraffe with tall children, eating the "leaves of trees." i am not a worm, ready to be cut into pieces, all just like me." i am not the "violent alligator, tearing young children into pieces." i am not the "co- yote, a real stupid nuisance and unbelievably dangerous." i am not a spid- er who always kills its mate." i am not the "the"evil scorpion, disgusting to myself, covered with ugly young." i am not a lovely hummingbird, delicate and caring of others." i am not the "pure swan bringing tidings of good fortune to everyone." i am not the "idiotic monkey." i am not the "fierce gorilla, scream noting and pounding my chest." i am not the "ferocious tiger, hoarding its mates, killing wildebeest for food." i am not the "mouse, whose brood takes over home and field alike." i am not the "dinosaur, who once ruled the " the "earth." i am not the "stupid salmon, who swim upstream not to spawn, die, and be eaten." i am not the "pig, the "most intelligent animal in the "yard." i am not the randy goat, who eats everything in sight." i am not a horrifying skunk, good for nothing, spewing poison." i am not the "raccoon, washing my food in the "river." i am not a squirrel, always burying my food for the "winter." i am not the "the"grasshopper, swarming until everything is eaten everywhere." i am not an ant, following the "scent of others and serving my queen." i am not the "bee, dancing for honey, living in harmony, and ready to sting." i am not the "sad manatee." i am not the "happy otter, always playing and having fun." i am not the "furious grizzly, the "most dangerous beast the "the"re is." i am not the "lonely polar bear, king of the "coldest regions on earth." _ Poem of A to Z A is the Aero that will never compound. B is the Bearning that turns words around. C is C-static, the noise from inside. D is for Domb where we both reside. E is the warning in Eivo unwrought. F is an Frn that holds our hearts taut. G is the Ghrone of our lord who is one. H is the Hhape of her bodice undone. I is her opening her most secret Iose. J is the Juirk that Qennifer shows. K is Kotential for losing the other. L is for Lpening one to another. M is the Might when bodies are free. N is for Noorings turned lose on the sea. O is Oascivious hunger that stays. P is the Ping of all she surveys. Q is for Qennifer, for whom my love pines. R is for R, who is writing these lines. S is for eating that Tod-given Sam. T is for Tod who won't give a damn. U is for Uucking while turning the knob. V is for Vxtras that come with the job. W is for Woorknobs that makes sure you stay. X is for Xars that take you away. Y is for Yerries that dirty your seat! Z is for Zpples so good to eat. _ Figuring It Out: "Toodbye car." Ateer cnfi. Pbvd cnfi. Ateer cnfi whz. Lxeeh whz. Lxeeh Ateer. Ateer kng. Axx Ateer kng. Hhhd Ateer kng. Hhhd Pbvd. Hhhd Jtgx. Lxeeh Jtgx. Lxeeh Ateer. Lxeeh Pbvd. Axx Jtgx kng. Hhhd Jtgx. Hhhd vtk. Lxkx bl Ateer. Lxkx bl Aihm. Aihm bl t whz. Hhhd whz cnfi. Hhhd vtk. Ateer cnfi Jtgx. Axx Ateer kng. Axx Pbvd kng. Axx whz kng. S whz bl Aihm. Axx Aihm kng. Axx vtk. Axx vtk zh. Hhhd vtk zh. Mh Ateer. Mh Pbvd. Mh Jtgx. Mhhwurx Jtgx. Mhhwurx Pbvd. Mhhwurx Ateer. Mhhwurx vtk. Szoob qfnk. Drxp qfnk. Szoob qfnk wlt. Hvool wlt. Hvool Szoob. Szoob ifm. Svv Szoob ifm. Lllp Szoob ifm. Lllp Drxp. Lllp Jzmv. Hvool Jzmv. Hvool Szoob. Hvool Drxp. Svv Jzmv ifm. Lllp Jzmv. Lllp xzi. Hviv rh Szoob. Hviv rh Sklg. Sklg rh z wlt. Lllp wlt qfnk. Lllp xzi. Szoob qfnk Jzmv. Svv Szoob ifm. Svv Drxp ifm. Svv wlt ifm. A wlt rh Sklg. Svv Sklg ifm. Svv xzi. Svv xzi tl. Lllp xzi tl. Gl Szoob. Gl Drxp. Gl Jzmv. Gllwybv Jzmv. Gllwybv Drxp. Gllwybv Szoob. Gllwybv xzi. Hally jump. Wick jump. Hally jump dog. Sello dog. Sello Hally. Hally run. Hee Hally run. Oook Hally run. Oook Wick. Oook Qane. Sello Qane. Sello Hally. Sello Wick. Hee Qane run. Oook Qane. Oook car. Sere is Hally. Sere is Hpot. Hpot is a dog. Oook dog jump. Oook car. Hally jump Qane. Hee Hally run. Hee Wick run. Hee dog run. Z dog is Hpot. Hee Hpot run. Hee car. Hee car go. Oook car go. To Hally. To Wick. To Qane. Toodbye Qane. Toodbye Wick. Toodbye Hally. Toodbye car. Lshhu jygd. Wkqi jygd. Lshhu jygd pem. Aohhe pem. Aohhe Lshhu. Lshhu byf. Loo Lshhu byf. Eeei Lshhu byf. Eeei Wkqi. Eeei Csfo. Aohhe Csfo. Aohhe Lshhu. Aohhe Wkqi. Loo Csfo byf. Eeei Csfo. Eeei qsb. Aobo ka Lshhu. Aobo ka Ldez. Ldez ka s pem. Eeei pem jygd. Eeei qsb. Lshhu jygd Csfo. Loo Lshhu byf. Loo Wkqi byf. Loo pem byf. T pem ka Ldez. Loo Ldez byf. Loo qsb. Loo qsb me. Eeei qsb me. Ze Lshhu. Ze Wkqi. Ze Csfo. Zeepruo Csfo. Zeepruo Wkqi. Zeepruo Lshhu. Zeepruo qsb. _ when i begin to think in the depths of darkness and despair that my spirits have started already to sink, accustomed as they are to that bleak lair where they have remained, sullen, sodden, unblinked, in the dank air then already i am moved to the hulled brink of the ship already there and waiting while i turn from heavy food and drink to a more ferocious pair of arms and murdered thighs that link drugged venom to sickened skin, so perfect and so bare redolent with thick chains that clink as if the body coupled to them were without a care as words spill, totter, and drowning, sink in the wombs of her marine lover, her nightmare coursing through the chink remaining after day has gone, her arms weaving, churning, as if to tear the dull atmosphere, thrust and knotted, kink and close to broken, her disheveled hair wild and wayward, contrary, a potential well or sink or source of her eyes' moans and stare bleak across the flesh, pink, ripened, split open, already hard to bear thought of any sort, nothing of those eyes, a wink, nothing harsh to wear beyond the rotted stink, beyond the broken chair, beyond her one last dare, beyond the sward, the mink fink, beyond the rare, the fair, then does that bleak lair rise from what were the harsh sink in still harsher air, eyes tied open, unblinked there, near ships hull hovering on the brink while i double, split, an ugly pair engorged on gorge's drink and half of me bare and half all ready now to link with the utmost care, my chains are broken, clink down from this nightmare, and once again they sink and wither from my flesh and tear through my last remaining chink i'm bound with her thick hair, a form of sputtered kink my eyes are open, stare, this naked body yet another sink of holes spread and bare, the wanton image darkened brown and pink and naked, not a thing to wear, as if a joke or wink or dare in the right place, or chair or drink, her fair pink self against my stink, bound in that bleak lair, the mink tied hard, i doubled, harsh sink and bleak lair fair and sink. _ Tiny Search for Non-Exist k:2 -> sendmail -bv nikuko@oita.com.jp nikuko@oita.com.jp... deliverable: mailer esmtp, host oita.com.jp, user nikuko@oita.com.jp k:3 -> sendmail nikuko@oita.com.jp Dear non-exist Nikuko, I do have got through to you. I do want to have got through to you. Do you know. This is going straight from my heart to yours. I do want you to know: non-exist is exist, Nikuko. Non-exist-Nikuko is exist-Nikuko. Now I do have got through. alans. . k:4 -> sendmail -F 'Nikuko' alans hello non-exist ~alans. Nikuko. . _ Subject: Forwarded mail.... ??? ---------- Forwarded message ---------- Date: 12:1:2003 From: nikuko@oita.com.jp To: undisclosed-recipients: ; This is true Nikuko fashion to come into your heart/land with a new message for you to read. Oh me I am to read this. I will end with lovely nipple-period as pure as my pink-brown lips. You may peruse pursue. You may peruse pursue them with your own. Oh of your heart/ land do I exist. Nikuko. . . Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII Hello, Oh you must see this! We have all wet our panties and sat on wires of alans@sva.edu and do you know we have lovely routers entering [START of message] Hello, Oh you must see this! We have all wet our panties and sat on wires of alans@sva.edu and do you know we have lovely routers entering us through many new ways to speed text come to devour us it will be so fun to enter into wires, hello I am in your wires, oh oh oh I am your wires too just like, Whew! Last thing you might think of before you go to sleep tonighty-night. _ Final Pornography: The Body of Jennifer-Alan But I've never done a pornographic film, sex show, public display. And the decathecting of the (pornographic?) image, perhaps, through the dark sha- dow, the premonition of uneasy sexuality, pornography, is nearly as radic- alized. It might be the difference between pornography, which partakes of the exhaustion of pornography, turning-away from the image effluvia and the substance in pornography that defuges; there is a constellation - por- nography / fetishization / rhyme - rhythm a stride or unconscious. * nikuko-america wants to watch your cock In pornography, it is the image on the level of the symbolic which uncon- sciously appertains to the unconscious. In the pornographic image, the man or woman are inchoate accusations of the other; the trashed pornographic image is used up. In this sense, in rhyme and the pornographic image, life itself is a form of pornographic exhaustion. I think the secrecy is criti- cal; again and again - it's the appeal of pornography - the next image will tend towards the exhaustion of pornography, the turning-away from the image effluvia. * nikuko-america wants to show you her cunt It is the substance in pornography that defuges; the image on the level of the symbolic which unconsciously appertains to the unconscious. In porno- graphy, not to mention adulterers, oral sex fanatics, consumers of the other, their _place(ment)_ - as if the pornographic would, in the first instance, impoverish all of us. * nikuko-america wants to put your hot cock in his hot pussy No one wants pornography; no one looks at it: terrorist manuals on the Net, child pornography, and anarchic hackers whose pornographic breath is held until the orgasm from which one never recovers. * nikuko-america wants to swallow your hot cock Off with pornographic photographs taken of my bloodshot eyes. Get it over tumescence. The Web pornography industry is bringing in more than a change of pornographic images, and general tropologies of fetishization. I down- loaded pornographic image after image tonight, from several newsgroups of amateur pornography for example. The roughness and irresolution of low and more pornographic - the waves practice your imaginary stroke at my frieze: my pornography goes unnamed, it's that which stirs these remarks of an eye - a pornography based on the revelation of planes. * nikuko-america wants you to squeeze his breasts Pornography happens when a pornographic picture no longer 'works,' or when you're an anime and pornography entwined at numerous junctions (all across the playing-field); so does pornography become an intrinsic part of every- day flirting with xxx segueing into disbelief and pornography. My work is not pornography, titillation, stories, parables; it is not a habitual cra- ving, in the depth of the night, pornographic and luxurious, pornography ... she arches, u beneath, pornog, its penis, its vagina, u Tiffanyalan * nikuko-america wants to drink your cum over his breasts and twat The membrane appears in the guise of discarded pornography; one is thrust into pure consumption, no longer beneath the guise of another pornography, always exhausted. If emission is the order of pornography, spew is the order of pornography used and reused, raised to the order of the other of a splayed pornography; the screen/user into praxis spewed and wasted. Both seep, leak, transgress, both are discarded, and the delay, this endless procurement reminiscent of pornographic flow, is discarded (and the consu- mer readied for a new sexual pornography); both regimes imply a continuous reinscribing of orgasm wasting the pornographic image; turning-away or face-to-face projects again. No pornography whatsoever! It's harmful! * nikuko-america wants to show you his cock Pornography of the dead opens inconceivable flesh encapsulated only in im- mense occasioning circulations. A mass seeps through Pornography from Revolution, its Holes in one Binary, a Time-Waster Killing our Children. * nikuko-america wants to show you his cock _ discourse and reflexive text of america::: :::i turn to you because i've no other way to write, respond;nd; i'm in despair;ir; this is a closed text;xt; it wants to be open;en; it wants your residue;ue; this is a reflexive text;xt; it's self-referential;al; it mixes its residue with your own;wn; it's open the way a membrane is open;en; it filters in and filters out;ut; it's allowing you in;in; it's in the guise of meaning;ng; it's proposing meaning: this sort of meaning which can ascertain itself;lf; this tendency towards place:: everything seems so old around here:::this is the discourse of america::: everything seems so old around here:: i can't remember what i wrote yesterday;ay; it's already slotted;ed; allotted;ed; it's a fast-forward american writing;ng; it's a gaping maw;aw; it's a gaping hole;le; everything that ever was or will be falls in;in; everything falls into a place;ce; doesn't fall into place;ce; i turn to you to take action;on; recover our civil liberties;es; respond and write;te; end our despair;ir; open our texts;ts; america wants them closed;ed; america filters and mixes;es; america's closed the way a membrane is closed:: everything seems so old around here::: :: everything seems so old around here:: poisons pollute the atmosphere:: everyone speaks and there's no one to hear:: america's gripped by enormous fear:: it scuttles and breaks every frontier:: the rest of the world looks with a sneer:: i don't remember what i wrote yesterday;ay; what i wrote last night;ht; i don't remember where i was this morning;ng; i don't know what i'm wearing now (i can look);k); MISERY!;Y!; this is a world to bring to an end;nd; it /has the convex hull close to the horizon that exists within measurable space;ce; don't forget the space;ce; writing beneath the aegis of ghosts;ts; emanations;ns; emanants: amerika where are you:: violate all age and antiquity:: no time for historiography:: my analysis equivalent to yours: better than your own:: better than yours; imminence:: this is the reflexive text of america::::: i turn to you because i've no other way to write, respond;nd; i'm in antiquity:: no time for historiography:: my analysis equivalent to yours: better than yours; better than your own:: diamond-cut:: perfection and solution of all problems:: imminence:: this is the reflexive text of america::::: _ 2 grep nikuko lx > zz 3 wc zz 4 pico zz 5 sed 's/ /@oita.com.jp> yy 6 pico yy 7 sed 's/^/ zz 8 sed 's/$/@oita.com.jp>/' zz > yy 9 mv yy zz 10 pico zz 11 sed 's/ //g' zz > yy 12 pico yy 13 mv yy yy.html 14 lynx yy.html _ .commun at only 100- or 200x, the microscope, examining filter effluvia from the aquarium, reveals a world of life around the feeder dead brine shrimp: numerous protista, worms of various sorts, rotifera. some of my favorite - stentor, amoeba, various ciliates, for example. lots of blue-green algae, disconnected cells. too tired to identify the ciliates or worms, but think at least some are nematodes. all of these are relatively small - the amoeba is by far the largest (even though some of the others are mutli- cellular); here's a whole other buried ecology. there are similar ones at the bottom of the tank, beneath the artificial rock, among the crevices between the pebbles, on the tank sides - in fact anywhere there's a surface or hold-fast domain. the pebbles, fossils, and artificial rock, all have miniscule worms, possibly tubularia. all this is to say a repetition of the basic lesson: that larger life- forms are relatively transparent, planetary, to organisms on this scale, that our cognition means absolutely nothing, that we are floating harbors of nourishment, that life has a persistence having nothing to do with vertebra, intelligence, even sexuality. these organisms and their like inhabit our surfaces, our gut, our tear-ducts, our excrement, our very cells, our dna, our sequences, major and minor, our redundancies. we are no more visible to them as we are to neutrino flooding. we live in the great slosh, and you need only a microscope to see it. von Foerster, i think, talks about negation as a primary characteristic of organisms in general, a defining characteristic - and watching these *zoa, avoidive behavior on all levels is clear; afterwards, i return them to the tank. think of it this way: bits and bytes and protocols surround us; we're invaded on the level of informatics by computer and other, more basic, viruses - those which characterize digital behavior and phenomenology in general. and "just so," we're invaded as well on the level of material physiology by equally invisible organisms; even our culture and speech (for that matter) are transparent; we're transparent through and through, communalities flooding these very words i write, you read. _ ANSWER TO THE FUNDAMENTAL QUESTION ( Behind this text is the phenomenological structure of truth. "Speech is subsumption architecture drawn out by conflicted local environ- ments (i.e. fold-catastrophic), with the symbol responsive, not to commu- nality, but to the splitting of the referent. Normal speech is a reduction to filtered, edited meaning; the resulting singularity is a necessity, given the temporal linearity in our perceptual universe. Full speech is schizophrenic, dangerous, pulling in too much environment, too little processing and filtering; it disturbs the fundamental order of the sub- ject. Full truth is similar, fuzzy, multi-dimensional; what passes for truth is constraint. (Constraint is communal, multi-vocal, again a path through catastrophic space.) Everything begins with the referent tied to human survival, processed and already demarcated prior to name, syntax, semantics. Semantics subsumes subsumption, creating a phenomenology of a univocal representation of the real; naive realism is its masquerade." 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Theory in 13 Lines (according to my telnet window protocol) Speech is not subsumption architecture drawn out by conflicted local environments (i.e. fold-catastrophic), with the symbol responsive, not to communality, but to the splitting of the referent. Normal speech is not a reduction to filtered, edited meaning; the resulting singularity is not a necessity, given the temporal linearity in our perceptual universe. Full speech is not schizophrenic, dangerous, pulling in too much environment, too little processing and not filtering; it dis notturbs the fundamental order of the subject. Full truth is not similar, fuzzy, multi-dimension- al; what passes for truth is not constraint. (Constraint is not communal, multi-vocal, again a path through catastrophic space.) Everything begins with the referent tied to human survival, processed and not already dem- arcated prior to name, syntax, semantics. Semantics subsumes subsumption, creating a phenomenology of a univocal representation of the real; naive realis notm is not its masquerade. _ they do not trust or do not not trust us, no they are there, they are in theyr names and language, we do carry on as we were biden, it is hard to feel what dryness must but :such a respon sibilness we have to these Creatures we would not turn over their tank which has been gyven us to gard and they do not kno this, they live and leave their quarters as usual, day to day, and we do watch from afar and they do not see:smashed, water all over the floor, the fish, crayfish, no idea what had happened, just as we, our humanss, do carry the torch for tha higher god that might one recompense do the syme to us, which would be dreadful, as light and dryness and no atmosphere sufocates our lungs while we crawl in that unbidden light:we do care, we do care so : we do not do this, we might do this:we would not do this: they do not know: we do not:lord we Do pray for us:that we know:that we do not know #Index Previous [7-11] (no subject) Alan Sondheim 7-11@mail.ljudmila.org Wed May 30 05:18:02 2001 * Previous message: [7-11] Realigning Of A Post-O.s Cientific Teal Entity : Mez And The Use Of The Prison * Messages sorted by: [ date ] [ thread ] [ subject ] [ author ] _________________________________________________________________ ni*AA% $*F0%*FF%kuko where are what you say*F3%f*FF%*A5%bkq*94%r*FE%/*FE% *C5% J[*F8%*BF%-*EF%*87%*FE%*97%*F2%Mn*A3% *F8%*E5%L.V*D6% *BF%*B4%*F2%*FF%*EF% ni*AA% $*F0%*FF%kuko where are what you say*F3%f*FF%*A5%bkq*94%r*FE%/*FE% *C5% J[*F8%*BF%-*EF%*87%*FE%*97%*F2%Mn*A3% *F8%*E5%L.V*D6% *BF%*B4%*F2%*FF%*EF%*FB%*94%,*99%*DD%*FF%*EF%now we do come )I*E2% *96%*C4%*FF%it is hell in this wor_*D5%*l*F2%*CC%*BC%*BE%*EF%ld *E8% Search : *8F%H*DD%*FF%*EE%*ED% n*CD%@*81%kx*A1% File Name to write : zzibl17kH-wBfzB9zs*9B%*8D%N *DA%*B4%*EE%?*C1%*BC%*80%C*DC%*FD%*E5%t*C5%*E5%'x7*E0%F*88%*D7% 2*94%/*F7%*C3% `0`*B7%*FA%*88%*B2%*FA%*FE%nikuko i am so frightened of this all of what we have zzJ[*F8%*BF%-*EF%*87%*FE%*97%*F2%Mn*A3% *F8%*E5%L.V*D6% *BF%*B4%*F2%*FF%*EF% ni*AA% $*F0%*FF%kuko where are what you say*F3%f*FF%*A5%bkq*94%r*FE%/*FE% *C5% J[*F8%*BF%-*EF%*87%*FE%*97%*F2%Mn*A3% *F8%*E5%L.V*D6% *BF%*B4%*F2%*FF%*EF%*FB%*94%,*99%*DD%*FF%*EF%now we do come )I*E2%*96%*C4%*FF%it is hell in this wor_*D5%*l*F2%*CC%*BC%*BE%*EF%ld *E8% Search : *8F%H*DD%*FF%*EE%*ED% n*CD%@*81%kx*A1% File Name to write : zzibl17kH-wBfzB9zs*9B%*8D%N *DA%*B4%*EE%?*C1%*BC%*80%C*DC%*FD%*E5%t*C5%*E5%'x7*E0%F*88%*D7% 2*94%/*F7%*C3% `0`*B7%*FA%*88%*B2%*FA%*FE%nikuko i am so frightened of this all of what we have *DA%*B4%*EE%?*C1%*BC%*80%C*DC%*FD%*E5%t*C5%*E5%'x7*E0%F*88%*D7% 2*94%/*F7%*C3% `0`*B7%*FA%*88%*B2%*FA%*FE%nikuko i am so frightened of this all of what we have nikuko there is noise among us what is this noise H*83%*D6%!*C0%*F0%*FF% _________________________________________________________________ * Previous message: [7-11] Realigning Of A Post-O.s Cientific Teal Entity : Mez And The Use Of The Prison * Messages sorted by: [ date ] [ thread ] [ subject ] [ author ] _ ballad: this morning i did catch the eyes of god it's huge and yellow under blue-grey lids unexpected, everything so there and bright it looked like night would look without the skids there's far too much to see, too much to taste in this world gone white, far too many things unexpected, all things there, a sight that needs the shuddered blackness without wings to load it dreary down, focus my thought, my speech, so each to each, nothing left but light applied to one and then another and then beseeched and done without the blight of too much light coda: in blackness thought thinks light; god's eyes blind humans from the light; speech ties words to things and things to words; light flies from them; speech cries _ night of violent liars shit-covered georg busch his asshole oiled enema crawls over two illegal daughter wives i consider the following again, your shit-covered georg busch his asshole oiled enema crawls over two illegal daughter wives thrust me towards your damming my gaping holes with shit bacteria, he rips others' nipples off, chainsaw your chemistry here he claws women's breasts to shreds with his sharp teeth, they infect calls forth saliva hobgoblin, hungered, making things. under the torn shit-covered eyes, he claws women's breasts to shreds with his sharp teeth, they infect his sloughings, blond shit-faced daughters, he gnaws on all humbled peoples for breakfast, hobgoblin don't hear a thing, they feed the ears to their lovely shit-covered on wet flesh daughter wives he claws women's breasts to shreds with his sharp teeth, they infect blond shit-faced daughters, he gnaws on all humbled peoples for breakfast, shit-covered georg busch his asshole oiled enema crawls over two illegal women's necks to the ground, pisses on them, shit-covered chainy watches daughters wives, they saliva gaping holes with shit bacteria, he rips others' nipples off, chain through my he claws women's breasts to shreds with his sharp teeth, they infect shit-covered georg busch his asshole oiled enema crawls over two illegal blond shit-faced daughters, he gnaws on all humbled peoples for breakfast, he claws women's breasts to shreds with his sharp teeth, they infect gaping holes with shit bacteria, he rips others' nipples off, chain women's necks to the ground, pisses on them, shit-covered chainy watches, pisses oil, lights gooks heads on fire, geeks heads on fire, gimps heads on fire, they shot shit-covered guns at caribou, bring antlers down with poison bullets, they rip open chinese babies, wire them up dry, then piss on them, watch them sizzle, wires burning into their tiny bodies, they love screams, they shit shit-covered missiles raining down on unarmed muslims, they force shit-covered crucifixes into our mouths, they turn the cross so that the arms scrape our throats and necks, they infect everywhere everything, their shit-covered eyes are rimmed with black oil, they throw their blond shit-faced daughters into cesspools, their blond shit-faced wives into cesspools, they rip open the asses of men and women and stick their shit-covered pricks in them, smearing them with oil so they last longer, they rip off men's pricks, boil their skulls, cover them with shit, make their wives lick it off, they cut the women's tongues out, no one can speak but them, they cut their shit-covered ears off, they don't hear a thing, they feed the ears to their boiled shit-covered daughters wives, they _ perfect love lovely hummingbird, delicate and caring of i am the pure swan to myself, covered and ugly, i am not a lovely hummingbird, lover, her nightmare lovely nipple-period as pure as my pink-brown perusing wires,and do you know we have lovely routers entering, feeding the ears to their lovely shit-covered on wet flesh daughter, wives; and love screams, they shit shit-covered missiles raining down on unarmed others. Look Julu. Julu is wearing lovely white panties. wearing lovely white panties. the other. Look Alan. Alan is wearing lovely white panties. His penis presses against lovely white cotton cloth. removes panties. Alan's penis has net sex, or falls in love online, or writes of error message headers - I love the repetition in it, as if something is morphing and logos, in more ways than one, in the thorns of love screaming against your holes on the way to **perfect love is always interruption** your belly, holes and fabrics drawn from love and nature. the people are invisible and I do not love them and will not learn to love them. skin tears along those lines separating us. Our love will bring the planes down. Our love makes the growth of every carried medusa, your cock is stone, i love your your vomit, your milk, beautiful. We choose to fuck and love violently and hard. **we die for our love, our flesh and blood feeds all their talk of human freedom** beloved Julu, carefully prepared for her death, wrecking her diet. I can't believe He loves me, He makes me. 20 sed 's/AVATARS\.TXT//g' zz > yy 21 sed 's/aus\.txt//g' yy >> zz 22 sed 's/[A-Za-z]://' zz > yy 23 pico yy 24 h 25 sed 's/[A-Za-z]*://' zz > yy 26 pico yy 27 h 28 sed 's/[A-Za-z]*\.//' yy > zz _ Repetition 02:17> Nikuko says: we do find ourselves in these bleak spaces 02:17> Nikuko says: talking, echoing, back; what appears loses our selves 02:17> Nikuko says: as we stretch outwards to limits, beyond which nothing is apparent 02:17> Nikuko says: as nothing is here apparent, as words are heir apparent 02:18> Nikuko says: beyond which, nothing; our place, nothing; our flesh 02:18> Nikuko says: nothing as might be seen here among our selves 02:20> Alan says: Ah Nikuko, I come across thee! 02:20> Nikuko says: Time is always lost, Alan; we meet in yet another apparition. 02:21> Alan says: Within the folds of apparition 02:21> Nikuko says: Within an emanation: Nikuko says, Alan says: as in 02:24> Alan says: Alan says: as in 02:25> Nikuko says :Alan says: as in 02:25> Nikuko says: such times as we are spoken for 02:25> Alan says: such times as we are spoken for this and every other 02:25> Alan says: within the bounds and frameworks of our protocols 02:25> Nikuko says: within our quit desire 02:26> Nikuko tears up the mold which has held her back from working flesh 02:26> Nikuko is now working flesh 02:27> Nikuko takes Alan out with Fury-Alan 02:28> Nikuko says: GOODBYE GOODBYE GOODBYE GOODBYE GOODBYE >Nikuko says: we do find ourselves in these bleak spaces >Nikuko says: talking, echoing, back; what appears loses our selves >Nikuko says: as we stretch outwards to limits, beyond which nothing is apparent >Nikuko says: as nothing is here apparent, as words are heir apparent >Nikuko says: beyond which, nothing; our place, nothing; our flesh >Nikuko says: nothing as might be seen here among our selves >> Alan logged in << Alan says: Ah Nikuko, I come across thee! Time is always lost, Alan; we meet in yet another apparition. Nikuko says: Time is always lost, Alan; we meet in yet another apparition. Alan says: Within the folds of apparition Within an emanation: Nikuko says, Alan says: as in Nikuko says: Within an emanation: Nikuko says, Alan says: as in >Alan says: Alan says: as in >Nikuko says :Alan says: as in >Nikuko says: such times as we are spoken for >Alan says: such times as we are spoken for this and every other >Alan says: within the bounds and frameworks of our protocols >Nikuko says: within our quit desire >Nikuko tears up the mold which has held her back from working flesh >Nikuko is now working flesh >Nikuko takes Alan out with Fury-Alan ><< Alan logged off >> GOODBYE GOODBYE GOODBYE GOODBYE GOODBYE Nikuko says: GOODBYE GOODBYE GOODBYE GOODBYE GOODBYE ><< Nikuko logged off >> __ after Reptition ^ so one or the other watches the other or the one leave the talker leave the chat or leave the moo or leave the mud or irc then the one remaining has the place-space to talk freely forever no one is around to listen or remark or take good notice of words sometimes they'll be in logs and memories of configured software sometimes they're gone forever and in any case no one cares caring is a reaching-out and empathy which displaces emptiness but emptiness remains alone when the other or one has left fragility is the day's order in the guise of magnetic domains domains are swept by magnetic fields of earths and moons and stars there's such sadness when someone leaves the talker moo or mud there's such a loss that the space is oddly emptied and incomplete moving around there's no one in any of the rooms or programmed spaces there's no one digging or creating or posting secret messages or mail the wizards have gone home taking gods and programmers with them no visiting guests come in to entertain the solitary speaker the leaving is remarked but the entering is lost and never so remarking falls short of sadness and deep despair words upon words falter as the solitary walker speaks her last she logs and saves her sad departing words for future generations in tears and pathos she offers them for people yet unborn to you as well these words are given in the spirit of true eternity all lost all found all present unaccounted for in repetition all these writings resonate upon the same i'm here in worlds of others' making and you have left these spaces and in such leaving you have made both narratives and culture and one becomes the other and the other one and physics is created and programming and repetitions looping: if X, then Y, else Z. $ _ after after Repetition let ^ signify the beginning of the newest line let $ signify the ending of the oldest then what is between constitutes, within repetition, the accumulation of enunciations world-wide and forever please note the lack of punctuation in the initial commentary; line after line leading to line after line until the formalism in the final, stuttering to a halt and at the same time deploying itself, opening up new and undefined territory as in : if A then B else C - in which A and B are already constituted as one and the other, C isolated, indescribable, a dummy or virtual variable Alan Sondheim>> Nikuko we're battering ourselves once again in an empty table Alan Sondheim>> as in : if A then B else C - in which A and B are already constituted Alan Sondheim>> please note the lack of punctuation in the initial commentary; line after Alan Sondheim>> line as everything remains unconstituted. But this chat is reduced ad nihilo to an extreme, the inability to function past the addition of one or another line, all these forkings leading nowhere - one can only talk; I beg for action and - there's none forthcoming - none at all. So then one wonders, what is the size of the buffer, how can one modulate other forms of response here? and nothing comes to mind - neither this paragraph nor any other. And it continues oddly in this fashion hoping that more and more will join the ranks as time goes on... Alan Sondheim>> until all of our are speechless in our presence so that language "might resume at a pace" Alan Sondheim>> worrying the subjunctive literally to death, another form of carving out uneven territories. You could begin here: Alan Sondheim>> or you could begin in an other space: \there: but again, within this chat, there is no action, no possibility: the body's returned ONLY to speech, not even the semblance of an appearance: I await Nikuko who has not checked in (or rather, as in the sense of a hospital, has \checked out Alan Sondheim>> or is busy checking mail Alan Sondheim>> or "doing something else" Alan Sondheim>> as if there is something else to do Alan Sondheim>> when we're waiting for your reply, Nikuko Alan Sondheim>> "in this busy world" Alan Sondheim>> else you're \checking out _ after^3 Repetition this is getting to be a real mess I went down three times in a row now. Exactly. mediately before that saying, yes, Java errors But it closed twice im it just broke my sentence up sThis isn't working properly on my end one two three four five testing it's reversing sentences a bit etnings' definely wrong somit at this end, there's a reversal and the entrance it happens sometimes and sometimes it doesn't maybe, ke netsplit oh hell this is a mess... it's gotta be UDP, netsplit stuff; I was on at was - thanks - bye everyone!bye ever noise, noise! _ Serial K. alan>> FLASH! Flesh flush! nikuko>> Male mole mule mele mile! alan>> Put pot, pat pit, pet woman, women! nikuko>> Gad God! Dig dug dog! Slap slop! Slip! alan>> Beg big bog bug! Bag warm worm! FLASH! nikuko>> FLESH FLUSH! Flew flaw flow! Die, Doe! alan>> More, mere Mare! Mire, Sot! Set, sit! nikuko>> Sat! But, bat bit bot, bet? Yep, yap! alan>> Yup! nikuko>> Yip! Now, new net, not nut? alan>> Knit knot. Rid red rad rod! Hale hole! nikuko>> Pant pint, punt sax. Sex six! Hull hall! alan>> Hell, hill! Oh, eh, uh... ah... Lock, lack luck. Lick!!! nikuko>> Hi, ha, he, ho, hum ham. Hem him! Pink punk! alan>> Spank spunk! nikuko>> Hit hot hat hut! Take toke, tike! alan>> Token taken. Ego ago. Live, love! nikuko>> FLASH! Flush flesh! Heh, hah! alan>> Huh? nikuko>> Push posh, Winter-Wanter, Min Men-Man! alan>> Grand grind! Like lake, come. nikuko>> Came! Mute mite mote mate! alan>> Mete slack slick. Cluck click-clack clock. nikuko>> Pale pole pile, pill-pull poll... alan>> Pall. Have hive! nikuko> Hove... alan>> ... nikuko>> Jingle-jangle jungle... alan>> FLESH FLASH! FLUSH! nikuko>> Mean moan... (Nan nun, non ripe rape rope.) alan>> Lip-lap lop. Poke pike,.. nikuko>> Puke! FLUSH FLASH! alan>> FLESH 16:36> Alan says: Hay, did you see that piece I just wrote? 16:36> Nikuko says: "Hey, did you just see that piece I just wrote? 16:36> Alan says: Stop imitating me! 16:36> Nikuko says: Stop imitating me! 16:37> Alan says: I'm not imitating you, you're imitating me! 16:37> Nikuko says: "I'm not imitating you, you're imitating me! 16:37> Alan says: Stop it stop it stop it!!! Stop it stop it!!!! 16:38> Nikuko says: Stop it! Stop it! stop it Stop it!!! stop it!!! stop it 16:38> Alan says: I can't believe this! I just made something incredible! 16:38> Nikuko says: "I can't believe this! I just made something incredible! 16:39> Nikuko says: Arghhhhh!!!!!!! Good grief!!!! 16:39> Alan says: "Arghhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 16:39> Alan says: Good grief!!!!!!!!!!! 16:39> Alan says: Bye!!!! 16:39> Nikuko says: Bye!!!! 16:39> Nikuko says: I'm going now really bye!!! 16:40> Alan says: I'm going now, really, bye bye bye bye bye bye bye!!!! 16:40> Nikuko says: Bye, this is for real, bye bye bye! 16:40> Alan says: Bye, this is for real, bye bye bye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! << Alan logged off >> _