Subject: letter from jennifer on anticipation to all of you, on these dear lists, sometimes you know when you send a text or post out that you will get a long reply. and then when you send out the text or post, you wait for the reply, know- ing you will have labor to do. you will have labor to do, replying to the replies, carefully tending each one, attempting to answer fairly, holding back, standing aside to one or another position. you know when you are placing yourself within the skein of interference of or on the list, when you are touching a particular point which raises is- sues of sorrow, exhilaration, governance, subterfuge, sex or anger. you are marking yourself as if you have a pierced skin, the piercing mark- ing where you have chosen to work yourself or present yourself as worked, or the piercing chosen to allow the work of others or a presentation to others. you are setting yourself in a position for an emotional trajectory, much as a disturbance of a web inaugurates the spider. these are moments of anticipation that are accountable in the interval be- tween sending and receiving, or between the initiation of the writing and the sending, or between the thinking and the initiation of the writing. these are moments when you weight things in the balance, decide that you will in fact write and send such a text or post, that you will take on the burden or duty or delight of replying, that there is a space or interval for this, in terms of time, space, and emotional distance. every text or post perhaps has this element of beseeching and a contract of future labor, and i will write no further on this, sweetly tending your reply, jennifer __________________________________________________________________________ Here is a translation of a poem by 8th-century Yakamochi, by Kenneth Rexroth: The cry of the stag Is so loud in the empty Mountains that an echo Answers him as though It were a doe. _Yama biko no Ai to yomu made Tsuma goi ni Ka naku yama be ni Hitori nomi shite_ And through this you see darling Nikuko how I call you through the wires, rural electrification notwithstanding! For it is true that the echo com- mand - in format {k:0} echo 'command' - behaves just as in Perl, that is, the backward quotations enact command, then echo it onto the screen with- out line returns, but a pure escapement, pure emission, pure thrust of activation so that I emit towards you this echo, this command, reverberating in the midst of the mountains, creating you; your sound, scent, touch, envelop me and you sense my presence as I echo back to you, your wish is my 'command' so that you emit towards me this echo, this command, reverberating in the midst of the mountains, creating me; my sound, scent, touch, envelop you and I sense your presence as you echo back to me, my wish is your 'command' . . . __________________________________________________________________________ THE THREE AUGUST PERSONAGES INVADE GOL.COM WITH MANY VIRALS!!! load averages: 2.17, 2.44, 2.33 13:53:25 185 processes: 2 running, 182 sleeping, 1 zombie Cpu states: 5.4% user, 0.0% nice, 16.3% system, 0.0% interrupt, 78.3% idle Memory: Real: 26M/62M Virt: 50M/559M Free: 37M PID USERNAME PRI NICE SIZE RES STATE TIME WCPU CPU COMMAND 8584 hypercom 2 0 188K 304K sleep 0:00 3.15% 0.44% nikuko 8603 alexjk 2 0 1388K 692K sleep 0:00 7.00% 0.34% julu 8512 Chill 18 0 236K 288K sleep 0:00 0.66% 0.20% csh 8600 root 10 0 756K 464K sleep 0:00 2.00% 0.10% jennifer 8601 Chill 3 0 492K 460K sleep 0:00 2.00% 0.10% elm 8508 root 2 0 164K 308K sleep 0:00 0.33% 0.10% telnetd 7676 jennifer 28 0 332K 484K run 0:00 0.10% 0.10% top 8477 root 2 0 800K 516K sleep 0:00 0.12% 0.05% jennifer 381 root 10 0 72K 40K sleep 40:11 0.05% 0.05% nfsiod 8598 root 2 0 768K 728K sleep 0:00 1.00% 0.05% jennifer 28628 root 2 0 504K 364K sleep 0:04 0.05% 0.05% ftpd-julu 7734 root 2 0 436K 356K sleep 0:03 0.05% 0.05% ftpd-julu 8492 esarfo 2 0 184K 308K sleep 0:00 0.12% 0.05% nikuko 61 root 2 0 144K 252K sleep 25:26 0.05% 0.05% syslogd 405 root 2 0 152K 172K sleep 43:26 0.05% 0.05% inetd NIKUKO'S A ZOMBIE! HA HA HA! NIKUKO'S A ZOMBIE! HA HA HA! NIKUKO'S A ZOMBIE! HA HA HA! - MERRY JENNIFER! __________________________________________________________________________ +sonnet+ dead white alan lies in a bunch of clutter, jennifer's broken smothered in dead white alan, julu's sintered broken in dead white alan, in dead white alan, look for nikuko, you'll find her. he's been strung up, the cops have got him, inside-out for jennifer's not quite there, who knows her age. they rip his arms off so he can't type, tear out his tongue, there's no program for him, disabled ugly alan. something's got to give with julu, cops don't know just what, but she's suspicious, maybe not even white or dead or alan, just fucked and troubles brewing. then there's that nikuko, alan's raped nippon, the second or third time over, it's time to rip out throat and muscle, he screams jennifer, julu, nikuko, nothing comes but foam and tendon. __________________________________________________________________ Subject: Doctor Speaking To Herself /Emacs Program Running Itself Into The Ground, By Happy Nikuko, Here It Just Speaks To Itself, Annoying "Alan" Like I Do!/ I am the psychotherapist. For your protection, I have been censored according to the Communications Decency Act. Please, describe your problems. Each time you are finished talking, type RET twice. Please describe your problems. Why do you say describe my problems? Is it because do I say describe your problems that you came to me? Does it bother you that do you say describe my problems that I came to you? When did you first know that do I say describe your problems that you came to me? What happened when did me first know that do you say describe my problems that I came to you? What would happen if did you first know that do I say describe your problems that you came to me? Is the fact that do you say describe my problems that I came to you the real reason? Does the fact that do I say describe your problems that you came to me the real reason explain anything else? Are you sure do you say describe my problems that I came to you the real reason explain anything else? Is it because you came to me the real reason explain anything else that you came to me? Are you annoyed that I came to you the real reason explain anything else that I came to you? Have you been annoyed often? What causes you to be annoyed? What makes you believe you are annoyed? Have you been annoyed often? What causes you to be annoyed? Are you sure that you are annoyed? Are you annoyed often? What causes you to be annoyed? Do you really think you are annoyed? Have you been annoyed often? What causes you to be annoyed? What makes you think you are annoyed? Have you been annoyed often? What causes you to be annoyed? ... Can you elaborate on that? _____________________________________________________________________ Host Not Found /somewhere the host bloody wafer in the @create $thing called "sky," nothing left in the root/ from MAILER-DAEMON@panix.com Tue Jun 2 03:48:09 1998 Date: Tue, 2 Jun 1998 03:47:19 -0400 (EDT) From: Mail Delivery Subsystem To: sondheim@panix.com Subject: Returned mail: Host unknown (Name server: picard.infonet.net: host not found) The original message was received at Tue, 2 Jun 1998 03:47:18 -0400 (EDT) from sondheim@localhost ----- The following addresses had permanent fatal errors ----- ----- Transcript of session follows ----- 550 ... Host unknown (Name server: picard.infonet.net: host not found) ----- Original message follows ----- Return-Path: Received: from localhost (sondheim@localhost) by panix3.panix.com (8.8.5/8.8.8/PanixU1.4) with SMTP id DAA10838 for ; Tue, 2 Jun 1998 03:47:18 -0400 (EDT) Date: Tue, 2 Jun 1998 03:47:18 -0400 (EDT) From: Alan Myouka Sondheim To: Michael Current Subject: Re: A little something. . . In-Reply-To: <199407200648.BAA12977@picard.infonet.net> Message-ID: Errors-To: sondheim MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII Where are you? Alan _______________________________________________________________________ Dumb Hacks Failing Down Like Reign! Talking to _Jennifer_ on IRC with an /exec yes command: Streaming y's! Tears fell down the screen! y! Gargantuan cumulus accumulations of y's blocking any content! I couldn't enter the holes! There weren't any! No doors, gateways, nothing! I was lost, tossed, crossed! y! Oh, I tried to stop it with everything, control-c, control-d, control-z, control-x, zoom zoom zoom!!! y! The y's really gobbled up the CPU!!!!!! y! My God, how they do go on, or as I pointed out, just enter yes at the prompt in any shell! Stuck with positivity! y! Here's the y's, of which there were megabytes! y! y y y y y y y y y y! Didn't even get through the yes's - so fast they came! Just the y's - zoom zoom zoom!!! after letter number one!!!!! And here's the settings on the Phoenix software! [0-0:GScNxAlFMPhR] 02:23AM Nikuko (+is) M:6 E/X

Earlier, I tried this, subbed Daishin Nikuko root@clara.julu.net - to cybermind. It returned this address: Nikuko root@clara.julu.net daishin@panix.com from the listserv! Stuck with negativity! I couldn't root around! I couldn't do anything! Tried the same thing on fop-l, guess what! Nothing, well, beyond this! Dear listserv, what gives! Then I couldn't send out, well I could per- sonally, but clara.julu.net has no DNS entry! Astounding, what! So perplexed am I! I was just about to take over a GIGANTIC DOMAIN! I was just about ... to crack the system, come out the other side! I would have taken you with me! Whole worlds await us! We would have been Queens! Amazed at the weakness of th' SYSTEM!!! Blanked out the World o' COMMERCE! Devastated each other all the way down to the /root!!!!! O Jennifer! It was not to be! 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Thy beauty hangs around thee like Splendour around the moon - They voice, as silver bells that strike Upon the knell of June. The babe is at peace within the womb; The corpse is at rest within the tomb: We begin in what we end. The maiden is caught within the room; Oh endless harvesting, endless gloom! Our lives towards death do tend. Faint with love, the Lady of the South Lay in the paradise of Lebanon Under a heaven of cedar boughs; the drouth Of love was on her lips; the light was gone Out of her eyes; there were no more of drinks Beyond the desert sand [and] born and bred Of thought; but what the Lady thinks Is thirst, quenched drouth; now she is dead. Come, thou awakener of the spirit's ocean, Zephyr, whom to thy cloud or cave No thought can trace! speed with thy gentle motion! For freedom's weale, wield thou thine stave! The gentleness of rain was in the wind. Spring lifted tresses, faced gale with cloud, And Freedom lifts her face, both strong and kind, And chants the Song of Liberty aloud. I stood upon a heaven-cleaving turret Which overlooked a wide Metropolis -- And in the temple of my heart my Spirit Lay prostrate, and with parted lips did kiss The dust of Desolations [altar] hearth -- And with a voice too faint to falter It shook that trembling fane with its weak prayer 'Twas noon, -- the sleeping skies were blue The city dark and shimmering, hardly there, I faced this dismal world, and then the blue Faded deep unto the grey of warlike-storm; I thought, perchance the City come to harm, Or merchants wandering in from desert Towns Carrying tourmaline and diamond, brilliant gowns, Would face the tumult of the days ahead Before the violent Eve when they lie dead In Worship of this Woman, dreampt and fawned And now a memory, those these years [had] have gone. (for i have brought to life, _une chose nommmee est une chose morte, et elle est morte parce qu'elle est separee_ artaud. so you better like what i have done for shelley you under- stand. you better [had] have like this.) ___________________________________________________________________ Avatars propose a paper with examples dealing with my work with avatars on the Internet. This work uses interactive modes between myself and one or another character, all of which interact with Net protocols or applica- tions. You may see some of this in operation at the second URL below; please look at the Index file under "Jennifer," "Julu," and "Nikuko." [Besides these three, there is "Alan." It's possible to employ a degree of slippage; it becomes unclear who is speaking in any text, "she said." Just as quotations slip laterally in the sentence, there is also a slippage in depth, for example, Nikuko replying in this paper.] I realize the strangeness of this proposal, but I have been dealing with formally performative language for the past few years, in order to look at issues of virtual subjectivity, interaction, projection and introjection on the Net. ["Performative" can be considered in any number of ways. For example, there is a _trace_ function in the Julu program Jennifer has written, a function which produces a text representing parent/child processes in unix, choices made by the user, manipulations by the program itself. The function produces a file, .trace, which, when reversed, is legibile. The .trace file accumulates, carrying the history of repeated usage; here is an example: hairpiece:sure thing:Julu:leg: Come home with me, hairpiece, julu-of-the-fast-crowd! Your dirty arm is in my black neck HaPPINESS:Yes:Alan:: Your psychotic head is in my sexy head Your your penis seeps into my head - turning me Julu-Jennifer Hole:YES!!:Julu:nail: Your poor urine is in my depressed nail Devour poor urine julu-of-the partying Hole! Nikuko ...:never!:Nikuko:hair:hair Your linen leg is in my wanton hair Your passion seeps into my hair - turning me Julu-Jennifer dirty:yeah:Nikuko:ear: Your psychotic eye is in my velvet ear Devour psychotic eye julu-of-the partying dirty! Note the stick-like or _anime_ figures at work, distributed authorships and anatomies. So that "performative" language has three constituents: 1. Its usual work as a speech act or performative in traditional linguis- tics (and all the accompanying critiques); 2. Referencing programming language, which is always performative; thus "echo `date`" calls up date which echo then sends to the standard output; 3. _Any_ statement, say, in a chat (IRC, talker, MOO, MUD, chat, etc.) environment, which both _constitutes_ and _constructs_ the subject/user; without the statement, the subject/user disappears for others. There is thus the constructed/constituted subject - who is, by virtue of protocols, always already _well-defined,_ and the subject on the other/ near side of the screen - who need not detain us: one might in this fashion call the "real" or "physical-real" subject the _virtual subject_ by virtue of his or her dis/appearance in relation to others on the Net. Avatars are always disturbances, always irruptions of language, a lang- uage portending _the raveling of existence and essence,_ for these terms meld within each other, tangled in avatar-sites/sights/citations.] I wish to discuss the psychology and philosophy of virtual subjectivity, vis-a-vis performative language. [As seen above, in the previous bracketed enclosure, which also implies an/other writing, perhaps that of Julu. But here are two disturbances by Nikuko, using warez programs, into IRC (Internet Relay Chat) - in one instance, violating the users, and in the other, producing an "obdurate" text, not responding to anyone, simply _reproducing_ (n.b. details have been changed): NIKUKO RAGES IRC log started Wed Feb 18 13:17 *** Value of LOG set to ON #***# Nikuko (sondheim@panix3.panix.com) has joined channel #freedom *** ChanServ has changed the topic on channel #freedom to FUCK ME BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (KID420) *** Mode change "+ntr" on channel #freedom by ChanServ *** #freedom 887825853 *** On RAW_IRC from "% 352 *" do ^assign DOIT $DOIT;^timer $TIME crash $7;^assign TIME ${TIME+7} [SILENT] <0> *** On RAW_IRC from "% 315 *" do on raw_irc -"% 352 *"; on raw_irc -"% 315 *";eval $DOIT [SILENT] <0> <^V^> Crashing Netcruizer Lamer: StarLite <^V^> > will crash 48 users < <^V^> > time required to avoid excess flood: 337 seconds < *** StarLite: No such nick/channel <^V^> Crashing Netcruizer Lamer: UniBoy21 <^V^> Crashing Netcruizer Lamer: SirVictor *** CTCP FINGER reply from SirVictor: : :idle 7 second(s) <^V^> Crashing Netcruizer Lamer: Ghostoff159 <^V^> Crashing Netcruizer Lamer: Hueybot *** Signoff: Nikuko (/ hey all i usually call her at work..and give her an ear full (Middnite/#CyberSex) lol Oxx #<#Nikuko#># you burn the texts Hello i'm Looking for some loving from some chicks ............ sorry guys!!!i am bi #***# tomx has joined channel #cybersex [#E/X#] #You have new email!# (Mail Waiting: 7) (Middnite/#CyberSex) WooHoo [#E/X#] #Mail:# From L-Soft list server at Purdue University Your removal from the FOP-L list #<#Nikuko#># this is what the masters have finally told me (Frawg/#cybersex) lol mi <<# this is what the greatest of their greatness nope (Oxxman/#cybersex) flowers are a rip off #***# Sharon20 (Pssy.Lckr)has joined channel #cybersex #<#Nikuko#># has whispered what the failing light #***# Kostya has joined channel #cybersex #<#Nikuko#># hesitatingly points out #<#Nikuko#># leap (Oxxman/#cybersex) give the gift that dies #<#Nikuko#># we are the fire behind you #***# GuyStud has joined channel #cybersex any horny women in here wanna chat #<#Nikuko#># self immolation (Middnite/#CyberSex) send her fake flowers...she can keep em when they is in season..ill go pick em and hand deliver hello, Sharon20 #<#Nikuko#># the burning bodies of the dmaned #<#Nikuko#># KULCHUR #***# Haylo has joined channel #cybersex *** FMulder has left channel #cybersex #<#Nikuko#># the torch *** Sharon20 has left channel #cybersex but i dont buy em (Frawg/#cybersex) here comes haylo #<#Nikuko#># the twilight of those gods #***# makwa has joined channel #cybersex (Frawg/#cybersex) oh shit here she is stop talkin bout her *** Mode change "+o Haylo" on channel #cybersex by SynFul (Oxxman/#cybersex) nikuko...what are you babbling about? (Middnite/#CyberSex) awww...how romantic:) *** Nikuko has left channel #cybersex *** Signoff: Nikuko (bad, Bad, REAL BAD link?) IRC Log ended *** Tue Feb 24 10:39 ---------- ] I will look at ruptures or disturbances created by characters resonating or interfering with configuration files, MOOs, MUDs, talkers, and IRC. [These disturbances develop the limits or margins of the program, reveal the substructures/protocols at work, and violate dialogs in relation to "meta"- components. But Nikuko, Alan, Jennifer, and Julu are disturbances in another way as well; they tend towards _psychosis,_ an interweaving of realities, respon- sibilities, and claims; so not only, as above, is it not always clear who is speaking, or who is speaking for whom - but it is not always clear that the speaker herself can separate from her creations. Voices, voices! Which will be the future of the Net, if and when it attains a state of _seamless virtual reality,_ a state of melding with the real, so that the only dis- tinction between the pratico-inert and the virtual might be, the presence of a safeword/keyword, allowing immediate movement from one to the other.] I will show how such disturbances define both the openings and foreclo- sures of subjectivity on the Net, and how such subjectivity is dependent on the specific performativities of various applications. [In other words, through margins, slippages, constitutions, constructs, emergences from the "depths" of software or hardware, blockages and flows and programming languages (and their phenomenologies) - only through tak- ing these into account, as well as surface manifestations, is it possible to comprehend virtual subjectivity, etc. And further, as I've pointed out elsewhere, it is necessary to consider the _projection of the self_ - its written or constituted appearance - in various applications. As examples: in IRC (above), the self appears as third-person, #<#Nikuko#># leap. In a MOO, if the user types "says hello, the reply on-screen to you would be You say "hello." and the receiver will see Jennifer says, "hello." Call this more intimate, second-person. On ytalk or Powwow or ICQ, as you type your words appear to the other, and erasures are also visible, the letters disappearing in reverse. Each participant occupies a _space_ on the screen which represents - or is - the space of the (virtual) body, constituted as written. Call this first-person, reading through one's eye into the I of the other. There is often a lure and seduction among the avatars at work here - and this relates to the Lacanian Object A, a continuous deferral. I would also place the early Derridean notion of _differance_ for your consider, "said Jennifer," responding to Julu. In order to see this at work, consider the following discussion between Jennifer and Nikuko on ytalk; Jennifer "was" in Fukuoka, Japan, and Nikuko "was" in New York - or perhaps the other way around... In reality, the discussion was held on my linux box in Brooklyn, telnetting simultaneously to Japan and my ISP in Manhattan; I then connec- ted the two through ytalk, and recorded the discussion - writing and read- ing it as a dialog among "selves" - in a linux editor. ---------- Talk Between Jennifer and Nikuko on Ytalk Ending in Anger (recorded verbatim between Fukuoka and New York City Tue Jun 2 02:36:21 EDT 1998 - errors as is/are/was) -----------= YTalk version 3.0 (2) =------------ oh nikuko you are so beautiful, shall we meet among the dashed spaces of our bodies' miseries the matrix saves us, there is no beginning and ending, nothing but liquid pureness of language slDalvaging these spaces... they lend themselves across these times and spaces, they're lost, rudderless, as masts crash to the deck in dark and rdreary storms ouf our making -----------= nikuko@oita.kata.com.jp =------------ oh jennifer, the world will never know what beauty entangled us among our very selves, machines, wholesale worlds to sail, soiled and sold they are frought with desire, they lend themselves to arms and legs akimbo we are made, made, women, we have sounded, resonated, with each and every protocol, each and every space or site open to winds and skies coagulating like limpets seas and jellies ------------ -----------= YTalk version 3.0 (2) =------------ the matrix saves us, there is no beginning and ending, nothing but liquid pureness of language slDalvaging these spaces... they lend themselves across these times and spaces, they're lost, rudderless, as masts crash to the deck in dark and rdreary storms ouf our making jellies and dark dreams, there is space enough for your soft limbs, for mine... which bring about the semblance of a face, lineaments of eyes and mouths, speaking elsewhere, from the sides of things, from their moments of origin you've said that before, over and over again, as if repetition had no goal but the delibery of the interval... -----------= nikuko@oita.kata.com.jp =------------ we are made, made, women, we have sounded, resonated, with each and every protocol, each and every space or site open to winds and skies coagulating like limpets seas and jellies times which smooth us, bits and bytes, protocls lost and smoothing functions traced across peripheries, margins, divisions among all routers carried across time and space, moved, just as Jennifer has all the space there is, Jennifer has all the time in the world which announces itself as the edge or frame of this dialog, these moments carried forth... ------------ -----------= YTalk version 3.0 (1) =------------ everything is a moment moment for you, everything this mmmm... of matrix, mother, maternal, carrying forth, something about Timaeus plays a role here if not the whole tradition...I pre no, no, i prefer the small, seeping, the peripeheral, marginal, the scattered words, drops say from a drizzle, that is, forage, no, foresaken, no, i'm not sure here, what is it, what it is, what is it carry forth!! ---------= jennifer@jenn.com =---------- you've said that before, over and over again, as if repetition had no goal but the delibery of the interval... I'd be hard tput to know what tradition you are speaking from, Nikuko, if that is your name, carried across this? or which might be, say, that of the Kojiki <*note replying with capitals, as the discussion hardens its wares*> what would break down here, a language that you use against me? so that I will absjure, abjure these ... moments ... ? ------------ carry forth!! [QUITS THE DISCUSSION IN ANGER] ---------= jennifer@jenn.com =---------- what would break down here, a language that you use against me? so that I will absjure, abjure these ... moments ... ? {k:4} ------------------------------------------------------ [A final and important point: the use of the word "avatar." This implies too great a distance between creator and created, as well as an ontology of the thing-created, as in the command @create $thing called "Alan" on the MOO. I prefer to think of all of these, Jennifer, Alan, Julu, Nikuko, as sites, domains, emanations, emissions, which are necessarily interwoven and which share coagulated ego/s, matrices. A different language is nece- ssary for constitutions, including that of the _presentation of the self in everyday life,_ so close and so constructed. This ends the discussion. For further information, please consult the following URLs: URL: http://jefferson.village.virginia.edu/~spoons/internet_txt.html MIRROR with other pages at: http://www.anu.edu.au/english/internet_txt __________________________________________________________________________ SOME FASCINATING NET ARCHAEOLOGY!! **I** Early www connection, no longer working: {k:7} telnet info.cern.ch Trying 137.138.24.189... Connected to www0.cern.ch. Escape character is '^]'. UNIX(r) System V Release 4.0 (www0) No utmpx entry. You must exec "login" from the lowest level "shell". Connection closed by foreign host. **II** The NSFNET Backbone Services Acceptable Use Policy [the original Internet backbone] _General Principle_: * NSFNET Backbone services are provided to support open research and educ- ation in and among US research and instructional institutions, plus re- search arms of for-profit firms when engaged in open shcolarly communica- tion and research. Use for other purposes is not acceptable. [...] _Unacceptable Uses_: * Use for for-profit activities, unless covered by the General Principle or as a specifically acceptable use. * Extensive use for private or personal business. **III** Meanwhile, on anonymous ftp to info.cern.ch (www site): pub is supposed to point to mnt/afs/w3.org/ftp/pub . However, as this doesn't allow anymous incoming info, I disabled this for the moment. It should be back like this as soon as anonymous users can write to AFS file in a secure mode. AS - Feb 95 **IV** And finger @address still works for some places: {k:16} finger @cleo.murdoch.edu.au [cleo.murdoch.edu.au] Login Name TTY Idle When Where rjakins Rick Jakins *pts/27 Fri 12:53 muskrat.murdoch.edu. dchan Daniel Chan *pts/16 Fri 13:44 mouse.murdoch.edu.au cornish Jenni Cornish *pts/23 Fri 13:09 muskrat.murdoch.edu. pbishop Pete Bishop *pts/17 Fri 13:47 muskrat.murdoch.edu. mush Tiny MUSH Administra pts/15 13: Thu 23:40 [...] **V** Best of all, the rtfm.mit.edu still works, albeit not updated! Here is the automated result of a search: Date: 5 Jun 1998 06:03:26 -0000 From: mail-server@PENGUIN-LUST.MIT.EDU To: Alan Myouka Sondheim Subject: mail-server: "send usenet-addresses/sondheim" -----cut here----- sondheim@panix.com (Alan Sondheim) (Dec 17 95) David Sondheim (Nov 29 95) sondheim79@aol.com (Sondheim79) (Nov 10 95) sondheim@netcom.com (alan sondheim) (Aug 11 95) Alan Sondheim (Jul 11 94) Alan Sondheim (May 19 94) ssondheim@broadway.ny.ny.us(Stephen Sondheim) (Aug 11 92) -----cut here----- [Only the first address is good. Mail was sent to: mail-server@rtfm.mit.edu and the text stated: send usenet-addresses/sondheim . You can also get a HELP file for a list of other commands and services.] **VI** Finally, here is the result of typing telnet internic.net: UNIX(r) System V Release 4.0 (rs3) ***************************************************************** * -- InterNIC Registration Services Center -- * * For the *original* whois type: WHOIS [search string] * For referral whois type: RWHOIS [search string] * * For user assistance call (703) 742-4777 # Questions/Updates on the whois database to HOSTMASTER@internic.net * Please report system problems to ACTION@internic.net ***************************************************************** The InterNIC Registration Services database contains ONLY non-military and non-US Government Domains and contacts. Other associated whois servers: American Registry for Internet Numbers - whois.arin.net European IP Address Allocations - whois.ripe.net Asia Pacific IP Address Allocations - whois.apnic.net US Military - whois.nic.mil US Government - whois.nic.gov Cmdinter Ver 1.3 Fri Jun 5 02:08:16 1998 EST [vt100] InterNIC > whois sondheim Connecting to the rs Database . . . . . . Connected to the rs Database Sondheim, Michael (MS13272) michaels@VIRTUAL.CO.IL 972 2 568 7788 (FAX) 972 2 568 7787 Sondheim, Richard (RS6058) ritinc@EARTHLINK.NET 310-642-6541 Enter a handle, name, mailbox, or other field, optionally preceded by a keyword, like "host diis". Type "?" for short, 2-page details, "HELP" for full documentation, or hit RETURN to exit. ---> Do ^E to show search progress, ^G to abort a search or output <--- Whois: [More services later. I'm fascinated by these remainders/residues, still potential, active; I researched another group over a year ago.] __________________________________________________________________________ Keeping track of the time, by Jennifer, looking around: /usr/local/bin/ntpdate -b noc.near.net timeserver.cs.umb.edu clock.psu.edu 5 Jun 23:32:41 ntpdate: bind() fails: Permission denied /from man pages for ntpdate used by panix.com etc./ Time adjustments are made by ntpdate in one of two ways. If ntpdate determines your clock is off by more than 0.5 seconds it will simply step the time by calling settimeof- day(2). If the error is less than 0.5 seconds, however, it will by default slew the clock's time via a call to adj- time(2) with the offset. The latter technique is less dis- ruptive and more accurate when the offset is small, and works quite well when ntpdate is run by cron (8) every hour or two. The adjustment made in the latter case is actually 50% larger than the measured offset since this will tend to keep a badly drifting clock more accurate (at some expense to stability, though this tradeoff is usually advantageous). At boot time, however, it is usually better to always step the time. This can be forced in all cases by specifying the -b switch on the command line. The -s switch tells ntpdate to log its actions via the syslog(3) facility rather than to the standard output, a useful option when running the pro- gram from cron(8). /time program/ {k:55} time 0.00s real 0.00s user 0.00s system {k:56} time time 0.00s real 0.00s user 0.00s system 0.00s real 0.00s user 0.00s system {k:57} time time time 0.01s real 0.00s user 0.00s system 0.01s real 0.00s user 0.00s system 0.01s real 0.00s user 0.00s system {k:58} time time time time 0.00s real 0.00s user 0.00s system 0.00s real 0.00s user 0.00s system 0.00s real 0.00s user 0.00s system 0.00s real 0.00s user 0.00s system /The time program measures itself, which appears via-a-vis through the program as instantaneous. The time command is used to measure server usage./ {k:59} date Fri Jun 5 03:10:19 EDT 1998 {k:60} time date Fri Jun 5 03:10:21 EDT 1998 0.05s real 0.01s user 0.03s system /The date program provides the date and time and can be measured by time./ REFRESH(56 sec): http://www.time.org/ Welcome to the WWW Clock Home Page Welcome to the very first functioning clock on the WWW. Here you will be able to find useful web pages which are fully functioning clocks. Right now we have pages for Pacific Daylight Time. The Rubber Chicken is hosting Eastern Standard Time. Greenwich Mean Time is: 02:48 AM /This was found by trying www.time.net and www.time.org. There are many other clocks online, including one which counts down to the millennium./ {k:13} telnet cleo.murdoch.edu.au 13 Trying 134.115.224.60... Connected to cleo.murdoch.edu.au. Escape character is '^]'. Sat Jun 6 10:54:17 1998 Connection closed by foreign host. {k:24} tn3270 cleo.murdoch.edu.au 13 Trying... Connected to cleo.murdoch.edu.au. Sat Jun 6 11:29:14 1998 Connection closed by foreign host. /Telnet or tn3270 port 13 returns the local time for another server. /At one point, she/I wrote that "Jennifer has all the time in the world." It might be accurate to say she serves time, or that time serves her, that there is a distinction or contradistinction at work here. That we are flooded by time, but that she is not; that she is working over time, in a manner of writing / speaking. Which is true for the uneasy condition or presence or projection of anything in this space. If I am her dream, she is mine; if I am bound by this site/sight before the screen, she is un- bound within a matrix whose inhabitation I can scarcely comprehend. I do find her a wonder, I do, I do, I do. __________________________________________________________________________ Crash Yesterday afternoon doubled squeals on the asphalt, car motors roaring, huge crash as the building shook, ran down, Trans Am with million year old drunk driver smashed into windshield slammed into building, structural damage down below first-floor bricks, basement okay though. Then crash at morning's four a.m., this time big hits concealed by corner building, cars weaving around crash accident. Then woke at five, fire engines up and down block here surrounding building, at that point didn't care if I burned alive so went back to sleep, anyway no smell of smoke, besides there were men fighting out there. Today going to police, took them twenty minutes to come two blocks for the first car slam, maybe human damage. I called them twice, operator asking for details I didn't have, both times hung up on "please tell me if there are any injuries that need an ambulance." How the hell should I know. I was upstairs just trying to get HELP. There were at least four calls to those bastards and they came the wrong way around. Some ambulance came in a half hour, maybe cruising for bodies, how should I know. This city is raped with violence, can't go down the street without hearing "gonna punch his fucking head in" or some such. Timed it every day. I can't think can't see straight, dreams of Armageddon. The Net's perched in the form of Mac and PC desktops on wooden table against the outer wall. The Net's on the edge, I'm becoming unhinged. There's a slab of ether hol- ding the wall up, me up, Net up. There's no such thing as ether. Nikuko, closing her eyes, _feeling_ the dark. ___________________________________________________________________________ Who's Here Sometimes when I write, the text will seem to come from Nikuko, and I might "- Nikuko" at the end. Or Nikuko will talk through me, "she said," and as you have seen, I'll displace the punctuation, as if she were present and accounted for. And the same is true, of course, for Jennifer, and Alan, and Julu. It will depend on the text, how it reads, what emanation is seems to come from - or how defensive, say, Jennifer is feeling, in which case she might write "- Alan" at the end, lending the words a kind of masculine authority. Jen- nifer things she's a girl, and will write girlishly; Julu is darker, rare- ly writing, but behind the scenes, libido or dark urges. Sometimes Julu will write or carouse with Jennifer, however, and these texts might be signed "Alan" or appear to come from his stereotypical dreams of feminine entanglings. Nikuko is clear about all of this; Nikuko models herself on two woman from Fukuoka, a San Francisco filmmaker, a writer who died young, the presence in literature of her beauty-sex. Nikuko knows she is a name, and a name to be reckoned with. Sometimes she will conjure Jennifer, who has written that she, Jennifer, "has all the time in the world," which Nikuko takes as profound, even though it has been written out to the nth degree, used to the mth, and discarded to the xth, yth, zth, until nothing is left - not even the tick of a clock. Now there are times that Jennifer and Alan for example will pray that Julu and Nikuko will be present for them, will write kind and interesting letters and texts, will caress them with dreamy dreamy eyes, will be as clouds in the very thin almost light grey sky with white fluff, will be as waves in the thinner almost transparent light blue water with white foam. Will help and inspire the most difficult texts and ideas. Will be always _there_ for them, just as they will be there for the others, just as Julu and Jennifer will be there for Alan and Nikuko, or Julu and Alan will be there for Nikuko and Jennifer. Sometimes a text will seem to appear out of nowhere, and will assign it- self to one or another, Nikuko or Julu or Jennifer or Alan. Sometimes it will be writing itself and there will be a Julu-voice or Alan-voice say- ing, yes, I have written that, or no, I have not written that, but Jenn- ifer has written that, or Nikuko has written that. Sometimes it is so much of a comfort that Julu has written such a wonder- ful text or that Alan has read it, or that Jennifer has been so amazing as of late, and Nikuko or Julu are so appreciative. It is so much of a comfort to talk among ourselves of an evening of sharing and laughing to- gether, an evening sometimes of silky loves and nothings and air and the thinnest water imaginable. We are so very kind to each other, there is so very little kindness in the world. - Julu _________________________________________________________________________ Julu, Trying to Think $ Script started, file is typescript Script started, file is typescript >> 6/8/98 01:44 anal asian amateur bath big.nikus big.tots balandes balandage cumsh ts dild s ebalany enema fasting frisking gayalanikus gr upsex h2 leather lesbians ld ral pets pregnat not redheads scat s cks sh es small.tits t rture urine vintage words and mickle m re o alan o niku o alan o niku find mickle at http://www.oita.kata.com see big-veined alan beloow beau niku see big-veined niku beloow beau alan see jenfer run beloow "Yet why must it be that men always seek out the depths, the abyss? Why must thought, like a plumb line, concern itself exclusively with verti- cal descent? Why was it not feasible for thought to change direction and climb up, ever up, towards the surface? Why should the area of the skin, which guarantees a human being's existence in space, be most despised and left to the tender mercies of the senses? I could not understand the laws governing the motion of thought - the way it was liable to get stuck in unseen chasms whenever it set out to go deep; or, whenever it aimed at the heights, to soar away into boundless and equally invisible heavens, leav- ing the corporeal form undeservedly neglected." Mishima, Sun and Steel o niku you put th'spel on jenfer, o jenfer, on niku !!! "To Guide You With My Trusting Hand I Take You To The Promised Land." warning: could not update utmp entry $ whois julu.com No match for "JULU.COM". $ whois niku.net No match for "NIKU.NET". Script done, file is typescript $ Mon Jun 8 02:23:38 EDT 1998 - Julu, no match for Julu __________________________________________________________________________ Distributed Image of the Internet in - r* and similar commands: Clearly, at one point the imaginary of network distribution and function was based to some extent on considering telnet a universal protocol or protocol suite (in fact the World Wide Web is at telnet port 80), creating a group of r- (remote) commands as well, unifying both local and remote machines/hosts. There is rwho, rstat, rup, ruptime, rsh, rlogin, rdist, rcp, etc. The last is remote copy; rdist is for (usually) periodic dist- ributions of updated files; rlogin and rsh allow remote logins using files and bypassing passwords. These and others are demonstrated below. The image or vision, now remotely backgrounded, is that of a skein of nodes or sites, all of which are transparent to one another - almost down to the hardware. Finger is another important component here, since it displays or splays information concerning a particular user - what was once thought of as freedom, is now thought of as invasion of privacy, often across firewalls. Even now, however, you will find rusers still implemented on some systems, returning the current online users. (Note that intranets provide a shadowy parallel to all of this - but in- tranets exist in atmospheres of tight security, are corporate-driven, and, if anything, are the result of mistrust and exclusion. I like to think of the r-commands as looser, the result of at least a translucent net and a belief, related to hacker ethos, of the relative freedom of information.) Besides rlogin, with the proper .rhosts file, rsh still seems to work between panix3.panix.com and gol1.gol.com. rsh is a login from a local shell to a remote one. For any of the following, you may use the "man " pages at the unix prompt; for other information, try "apropos " at the same. Most of the demonstration below uses panix (US) and gol (Japan); a third site is murdoch (Australia). The output of "apropos remote" is appended. Here is rup - status of hosts: {k:7} rup cleo.murdoch.edu.au cleo.murdoch up 39 days, 13:26, load average: 0.08, 0.05, 0.05 Here is rstat - from gol1.gol.com where it remains implemented: {k:1} rstat cleo.murdoch.edu.au 8:10am up 39 days, 13:29, load average: 0.04 0.05 0.05 ruptime and rwho work on all local machines (ruptime from gol1.gol.com): {k:1} ruptime alb1 down 137+15:50 cheshirecat up 243+23:03, 0 users, load 1.14, 1.08, 1.00 gol1 up 28+17:29, 2 users, load 0.53, 0.84, 0.93 gol4 down 1+06:30 gol6 up 49+18:18, 0 users, load 0.12, 0.27, 0.22 gol7 up 69+18:05, 0 users, load 0.14, 0.13, 0.14 jdb1 down 137+15:49 jr down 137+15:50 mx01 up 194+15:43, 0 users, load 0.00, 0.00, 0.01 mx02 down 47+14:43 pproxy01 down 47+14:44 pproxy02 down 47+14:44 smtp01 up 194+15:42, 0 users, load 0.06, 0.03, 0.03 smtp02 up 194+15:44, 0 users, load 0.01, 0.02, 0.03 tweedledee up 13+21:58, 0 users, load 2.00, 2.00, 2.00 tweedledum up 91+16:32, 0 users, load 2.06, 2.01, 2.00 rwho: {k:1} rwho atsukoi gol1:ttyq4 Jun 9 08:12 :02 khris gol1:ttyq2 Jun 9 07:56 linds gol1:ttyq5 Jun 9 08:14 sondheim gol1:ttyp5 Jun 9 08:14 rusers: {k:108} rusers apollo.sfsu.edu apollo.sfsu. abfong shalini kblack leon sjhenry melissa ndepper khudson icecrea m fielden lokit jenniseb yoyoko vmesta siskron jchung byteme alkeller anadeau c harnly mnielsen arbil desmata kuromif2 jshart donnalau inagaki smui pops jho ac abrera fbuenafe ireneqi ilum zt gmontem cpb gmontem rosset klohe ignaciof nhaya shi jrizzo bigal chaup mmerumo gab443 jtzs sfesseha Then there is rdist: {k:21} rdist -f distfile gol1.gol.com: updating host gol1.gol.com gol1.gol.com: LOCAL ERROR: Unexpected input from server: "Host 'gol1.gol.com' added to the ".list of known hosts. gol1.gol.com: updating of gol1.gol.com finished {k:25} rdist -f distfile gol.com: updating host gol.com gol.com: LOCAL ERROR: Unexpected input from server: "Host 'gol.com' added to the ".list of known hosts. gol.com: updating of gol.com finished After the addition of gol1.gol.com and gol.com to the .list of known hosts - neither command worked again. But the updating of files (which is the function of rdist) across the Net still functions. distfile: HOSTS = ( sondheim@gol1.gol.com) FILES = ( kj lynx_bookmarks.html thing ) ${FILES} -> ${HOSTS} notify sondheim; The .rhosts file is used for remote login, etc.: .rhosts file at gol1.gol.com: panix.com sondheim panix3.panix.com sondheim Testing the systems: 90 ls 91 pico distfile 92 rdist -f distfile 93 b 94 time rdist -f distfile 95 ls 96 cat distfile >> zz 97 pico zz 98 gg 99 cat .rhosts >> zz 100 pico zz 101 b 102 m 103 b 104 ls 105 h >> zz 4 rstat cleo.murdoch.edu.au 5 g 6 fg 7 ruptime 8 man ruptime 9 uptime 10 g 11 fg 12 g 13 fg 14 rlog 15 fg 16 h >> z Apropos remote: .I nntplink (8) - transmit netnews articles to a remote NNTP server fsp_prof (5) - file for fsp remote login data ident_lookup, ident_id, ident_free, id_open, id_close, id_query, id_parse, id_fileno (3N) - query remote IDENT server innxmit (8) - send Usenet articles to a remote NNTP server klogind (8) - remote login server kshd (8) - remote shell server nntpget (1) - get Usenet articles from a remote NNTP server nntpsend (8) - send Usenet articles to remote site passwd.nntp (5) - passwords for connecting to remote NNTP servers rdist (1) - remote file distribution client program rdistd (8) - remote file distribution server program scp (1) - secure copy (remote file copy program) ssh (1) - secure shell client (remote login program) ssh (1) - secure shell client (remote login program) telnet (1C) - user interface to a remote system using the TELNET protocol tn3270 (1) - full-screen remote login to IBM VM/CMS uux (1) - Remote command execution over UUCP adv (8) - advertise a directory for remote access with RFS auth_destroy, authnone_create, authunix_create, authunix_create_default (3N) - library routines for client side remote procedure call authentication authdes_create, authdes_getucred, get_myaddress, getnetname, host2netname, key_decryptsession, key_encryptsession, key_gendes, key_setsecret, netname2host, netname2user, user2netname (3N) - library routines for secure remote procedure calls cu (1C) - connect to remote system fingerd, in.fingerd (8C) - remote user information server hosts.equiv, .rhosts (5) - trusted remote hosts and users mount (3R) - keep track of remotely mounted filesystems netrc (5) - file for ftp remote login data nlm_prot (3R) - protocol between local and remote network lock managers on (1C) - execute a command on a remote system, but with the local environment phones (5) - remote host phone number data base rcmd, rresvport, ruserok (3N) - routines for returning a stream to a remote command rcp (1C) - remote file copy rdate (8C) - set system date from a remote host rdist (1) - remote file distribution program remote (5) - remote host description file rex (3R) - remote execution protocol rexd, rpc.rexd (8C) - RPC-based remote execution server rexec (3N) - return stream to a remote command rexecd, in.rexecd (8C) - remote execution server rfmaster (5) - Remote File Sharing name server master file rfs, RFS (4) - remote file sharing rfudaemon (8) - Remote File Sharing daemon rlogin (1C) - remote login rlogind, in.rlogind (8C) - remote login server rmail (8C) - handle remote mail received via uucp rmt (8C) - remote magtape protocol module rmtab (5) - remote mounted file system table rnusers, rusers (3R) - return information about users on remote machines rpc (3N) - library routines for remote procedure calls rquota (3R) - implement quotas on remote machines rquotad, rpc.rquotad (8C) - remote quota server rsh (1C) - remote shell rshd, in.rshd (8C) - remote shell server rstat (3R) - get performance data from remote kernel rtime (3N) - get remote time rwall (3R) - write to specified remote machines showmount (8) - show all remote mounts svcerr_auth, svcerr_decode, svcerr_noproc, svcerr_noprog, svcerr_progvers, svcerr_systemerr, svcerr_weakauth (3N) - library routines for server side remote procedure call errors telnet (1C) - user interface to a remote system using the TELNET protocol tip (1C) - connect to remote system unadv (8) - unadvertise a Remote File Sharing resource uusend (1C) - send a file to a remote host uux (1C) - remote system command execution uuxqt (8C) - execute remote command requests xdr_accepted_reply, xdr_authunix_parms, xdr_callhdr, xdr_callmsg, xdr_opaque_auth, xdr_rejected_reply, xdr_replymsg (3N) - XDR library routines for remote procedure calls __________________________________________________________________________ Parable of Nikuko rebound my shakuhachi (japanese bamboo end-blown flute) as the crack spread along the shaft almost to the mouthpiece, this time wet cotton string, drying/shrinking tight, thinking, soaked leather around the neck, suffocation, retardation of sperm, holding air and liquid in, mouth churned into damp earth, particles dreamed between the teeth so now it blows free and clear & reproduces the high notes _______________________________________________________________________ Parable of Nikuko-flesh-and-steel what i do is move this #muscle curling precisely inside its outline of skin and move this #muscle which twists around this #muscle a certain hardening is achieved and i can worship mishima yukio sungod through transparent panty-sex of turning gender my belly swells with his kids, they're his, his, his. knife forms square mouth torn into belly skin. #muscle moves #muscle moves aside. #muscle uncurls flexes th' light __________________________________________________________________________ Subject: Don't try this at home Saying Yes to Nikuko, Nikuko Bravura: {k:1} yes nikuko >> zz nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko nikuko ______________________________________________________________________ Parable of Nikuko-allergic red smudged beneath the breast, molecular pools carrying pollen, fecal matter into bloodstream, so that th' body in its dying throes begins hysteria of autoimmune reactions, there come allergies, defenses of violation fabric, hives appear, coughing, blood-eyes watering, flesh dying in simulacrum of a sneeze th' out-of-doors invades a corpse filled with riot molecular units giving up th' ghost ________________________________________________________________________ Parable of Alan-Rikombyo I was always aware of ghosts in the backyard, ghosts with red lanterns crawling the cemetery walls, ghosts hiding in the daimyo stupa fields, pagoda ghosts curled around tiny stone towers, ghosts of damps and mists, kitsune-bi foxfire ghosts running in and out of corners of broken stone. In other words, at night I was always aware of myself, memories crawling the body, wounds and sutures opening and closing on pale impaled levels and plains of skin. And I was aware of Nikuko-rising, and Nikuko has con- tinued to rise, grappling with the skin, wearing it tight around her like a kimono-swaddling sheet, like a shroud entwining the two of us together. Nikuko from cyberspace, as Gibson might say because we all project, Nik- uoko-Idoru; today, I find the following by Lafcadio Hearn, from his The Romance of the Milky Way and Other Studies and Stories (chapter on "Gob- lin Poetry," "'The Mad Poetry of the Hyaku-Monogatari'"). Nikuko reads and transcribes, Nikuko cuts her kanji in my chest: "RIKOMBYO "The term Rikombyo is composed with the word rikon, signifying a 'shade,' 'ghost,' or 'spectre,' and the word byo, signifying 'sickness,' 'disease.' An almost literal rendering would be 'ghost-sickness.' In Japanese-English dictionaries you will find the meaning of Rikombyo given as 'hypochondri- a'; and doctors really use the term in this modern sense. But the ancient meaning was a _disorder of the mind which produced a Double;_ and there is a whole strange literature about this weird disease. It used to be sup- posed, both in China and Japan, that under the influence of intense grief or longing, caused by love, the spirit of the suffering person would cre- ate a Double. Thus the victim of Rikombyo would appear to have two bodies, exactly alike; and one of these bodies would go to join the absent be- loved, while the other remained at home. [...] The term Rikombyo seems to be applied to the apparition as well as to the mental disorder supposed to produce the apparition; it signifies 'doppelganger' as well as 'ghost- disease.' [...] "The servent cannot distinguish between the origianl and the apparitional shapes before her; and the difficulties of the situation are suggested in the first of the kyoka which I have translated: "Ko-ya, sore to? Ayame mo wakanu Rikombyo: Izure wo tsuma to Hiku zo wazurau! "(Which one is this? - which one is that? Between the two shapes of the Rikombyo it is not possible to distinguish. To find out which is the real wife - that will be an affliction of spirit indeed!) "Tamakushige Futatsu no sugata Misenuru wa, Awase-kagami no Kage no wazurai. "(If, when seated before her toilet-stand, she sees two faces reflected in her mirror - that might be caused by the mirror doubling itself under the influence of the Shadow-Sickness!)" - Alan, new scars in his chest, eyes back, the whites She holds one mirror, looking into another; the first reflects the second, the second brings Alan into focus, holding a mirror, as if he could dis- cover my whereabouts - this Alan haunting my dreams, this Alan signifying my shadow-sickness. I cut, continue to _______________________________________________________________________ Auto-Echo Poem of Jennifer and Nikuko Script started on Thu Jun 11 01:49:57 1998 warning: could not update utmp entry $ telnet panix.com 7 Trying 166.84.1.66... Connected to panix.com. Escape character is '^]'. oh jennifer i see you mirrored in my loving face oh jennifer i see you mirrored in my loving face oh nikuko it is as beautiful as an echo protocol repeating every time oh nikuko it is as beautiful as an echo protocol repeating every time oh jennifer i hunger for your imaginary tell-me-where oh jennifer i hunger for your imaginary tell-me-where oh nikuko every echo poem carries an uncanny aura of truth and murmur oh nikuko every echo poem carries an uncanny aura of truth and murmur oh jennifer you are my hunger i am your hunger thirst-for-truth oh jennifer you are my hunger i am your hunger-thirst-for-truth oh nikuko i am your hunger you are my murmur-thirst-for-sound oh nikuko i am your hunger you are my murmur-thirst-for-sound oh jennifer and nikuko oh nikuko and jennifer oh jennifer and nikuko oh nikuko and jennifer this echo protocol reverberates our words of beauty-love this echo protocol reverberates our words of beauty-love ^] telnet> close Connection closed. $ exit script done on Thu Jun 11 01:53:03 1998 _____________________________________________________________________ Breakaway Bandwidth "A fluid is a substance that deforms continuously under the application of a shear (tangential) stress no matter how small the shear stress may be." (Fox and McDonald, Introduction to Fluid Mechanics.) In other words, have fluid moving in a container, one wall of which moves slightly; the fluid continuously transforms, whereas a solid would jump (sometimes cha- otically) from one to another state. If you piss on me, my body trembles, shudders with the slightest trace of moisture; I am transported across lamina, fallen through tubes, vacances, paysages. I will reflect the world, splay-Nikuko, swallow-Julu, inhale- Jennifer. Losing the outlines, shape-shifting, shinto-mirror way at the other end of the shrine, a point which you _know_ reflects everything. The world shears in the mirror. Worlds shudder. Frisson. The shear is a pull, from one to another, torsion; Nikuko, you pull at me, flesh parts, divides; it's here, in the division marked by blood-kanji as an example for others, that And then Jennifer-reading-Alan Alan-reading-Jennifer wrote: Furthermore, flows are represented by timelines, pathlines, streaklines, and streamlines. The first models the time-movement of a line of adjacent particles; the second, traces the path of a single particle; the third looks at all particles passing through a particular point over an interval of time; and the fourth, are lines drawn in a flow field which are tangent to the field - "streamlining." I am streamlined in the path of your piss, your spit-on-me, your vomit; my outlines dissolve, ego disappears into kata-form-decay. The TIMELINE models my bones traveling through you, immersed in your flu/ id, inverting, penis unraveled, foamed across all worlds, absorbent, no longer necessity of penetration: penetrant-penis, penetrant-vagina. The PATHLINE models the trace, always already lost as the Reynold's number is approached - PATHLINE turns chaotic, outlining body lost to all-time all- space, ghost-body, _rikombyo_ body divided by means of great intensity, love, exertion, split/spit upon you. The STREAKLINE inverts, passes you through me, I drink your piss, eat your shit, vomit, spit; chew through flesh and spirit, bits and bytes, I'm a point in your regard, a moment or segment (breakaway bandwidth) of your history, punctum, peripheral. The STREAMLINE is my emergence, born of you, born of everything thing, dis- solving in the moment of birth; there is everything and nothing left - nothing has a name, everything is unnamed. Everything is lost in the process which at best holds to the STREAKLINE punctum, as I insist (voice echoing, dissolving already) that there is no-thing, that you engorge me; I remember your holes pouring upon me. "Because the fluid motion continues under the application of a shear stress, we may alternatively define a fluid as a substance that cannot sustain a shear stress when at rest." Jennifer-Alan CANNOT SUSTAIN. Jennifer pisses on Alan. Alan-Jennifer CANNOT SUSTAIN. Alan pisses on Jennifer. - Nikuko _________________________________________________________________________ ii "Internal flows may be laminar or turbulent, compressible or incompress- ible." "External flows occur over bodies immersed in an unbounded fluid. The flow over a semi-infinite flat plate and the flow over a cylinder are examples of external flows." "Flows of liquids in which the duct does not flow full- where there is a free surface subject to a constant pre- ssure - are termed _open-channel_ flows. Common examples of open-channel flow include flow in rivers, irrigation ditches, and aqueducts." "Streak- lines are traced by neutrally buoyant marker fluid injected into a flow field from a fixed point in space." "The boundary layer is the region adjacent to a solid surface in which viscous forces are important. The boundary-layer _disturbance thickness_ d, usually is defined as the dis- tance from the surface to the point where the velocity is within 1 per- cent of the freestream velocity. Since the velocity profile merges smoo- thly and asymptotically into the freestream, the boundary-layer thick- ness, d, is difficult to measure." (ibid.) Lost in external flows, turn- ing inward, turbulent from laminar: outside, an open-channel - you write yourself on me in blood-kanji lost in wavelets, fixed harmonics streak- lined until the fluid has disappeared, the source runs emptied. O Nikuko the disturbance-thickness is the width of a thought, the pressure of a single word upon the tongue. (Now think carefully of Nikuko, Alan, Jenn- ifer across the wires/fiber-optic cables, bodies lost in thousands of packets traveling across, coherent in your inbox, lost again for a sec- ond, for a minute, for ever, deleted, passed on, renamed, quoted and re- quoted, forgotten, killed, saved, granted new authorships, plagiarisms and duplications everywhere of bits and bytes, reusing _this_ section of hard-drive, _that_ packet identification number, O ENTITY! EVERYTHING AND NOTHING UNIQUE! YOU HAVE NO NAME TO CALL ME! YOUR NAME, MY NAME, URE- THRA OR PENIS POURING UPON ME, LOST, THIS _LAPSE_ OF SIGNATURE, TIMELINE OF AFFECT! O ENTITY! CALL ME J __________________________________________________________________________ Subject: skyscraper-no #### ## ############## #### ## # # # # ########## ####### ######## #### # # # ########## ############## ################ # ###### # ########## ############## ################ # # # # # ########## ####### ######## #### # # ############## #### ## sad cause it's raining out and my arms try to hold you and my arms try to hold you and end my body up end my body up strangling my neck blocking my eyes strangling my neck blocking my sight sigh sigh turn it around and you have skyscraper-no turn it around and skyscraper-no skyscraper-no says: you turn it around and that's your speech you turn it around and that's your speech alan-san & all the rest of it alan-san & all the rest _______________________________________________________________ DON'T GET ME STARTED! BY DAISHIN NIKUKO! MY LOGIN-NAME'S TOO BIG! I'M DAISHIN NIKUKO! I DON'T GIVE A FIG! I'LL GO WHERE I WANNA GO! I'LL DO WHAT I WANNA DO! I'LL RUN ALL OVER YOUR SCREEN! KEEP ME FROM BAR AND FOO! I'M PASSIONATE AND MEAN! {k:27} less hey.log.o Sun May 31 17:01:40 1998 heyd: to login name too big [98935] Sun May 31 23:46:31 1998 heyd: to login name too big [98935] Mon Jun 1 23:01:50 1998 heyd: STARTING UP - version 0.12 (pid=108) [0] Tue Jun 2 17:14:43 1998 heyd: to login name too big [98935] Fri Jun 5 13:18:16 1998 heyd: to login name too big [98935] hey.log.o (END) HEY LOG O, NANNY NANNY! HEY LOG O, HI! HEY LOG O, NANNY NANNY! HEY LOG O, HI! ________________________________________________________________________ "Gaijin" which is what I was in Fukuoka, foreigner or alien, slightly less polite or more informal version of gaikokujin. (On Japanese/English newsgroups, big discussions of the difference - whether in fact gaijin carries a derogatory connotation.) And here in the US again, looking at a book of gaijin cartoons (Gaijin, Tim Ernst), it occurs to me that what constitutes the prisonhouse of language, race, gender, is precisely WYSIWYG, what you see is what you get, inverted.* In other words, there is a deflection of character to the extent that what is taken as given becomes a catalyst for a bundle of intended behaviors - in my neighborhood in Fukuoka, "white"- skin lends itself to children laughing for example. The behaviors may be (interpreted as) positive or negative, but they are not the result of intended communication by the gaijin. So that a communicative domain among individuals is established which is not founded on mutual cognition, but on misrecognitions, recognitions based on presuppositions of communication by at most one party, and by presuppositions on the quality of essence by the other. Positive or negative, it is this, I think, that gave me a sense of darkness in Fukuoka - one that I would not necessarily equate with rac- ism or even race, but one that lends itself to dubious politics, miasma, an _uncanny_ feeling of isolation.** ---------- *The cartoons are one-frame each, defining/inscribing "gaijins" from the other. Some of the captions/encapsulations: Gaijins never jay-walk. Gaijins are the only ones smiling in wedding pictures. Gaijins are very awkward at bowing. Gaijins get a kick out of watching english lessons on TV. Gaijins find that if you speak one or two words in Japanese everyone thinks you're fluent. Only gaijins blow their noses with their handkerchief. Yukata belts never go around gaijins twice. Some people would rather stand than sit next to a gaijin. Gaijins sometimes wear dark glasses hoping not to be noticed. The book was published by the Japan Times in Japanese and English, 1987. There were two follow-ups. (I found myself, by the way, identifying all too often.) **This isn't too intelligent; all I am saying is that stereotypes tend to encapsulate, so that every message is accompanied necessarily by a speci- fic misrecognition. And such specificity appears to be _of the essence,_ so that even opposition is absorbed. And this isn't to say that misrec- ognition does not occur in all communication of course. ________________________________________________________________________ MISSIVE Fromd sondheim@panixocom Sat Jun at aidrndei aiim SAT JUN, AT AID!!! ROUNDEL EI! AIM! SAT JUN, AT AID!!! ROUNDEL EI! AIM! Receivedd from localhost (sondheim@localhost) by panixtopanixocom (momos/momom/PanixUaoe) with SMTP id TAArlaal Momo Momos! Momo Momom! U aoe! Id TAARLAAL! ID TAARLAAL! for ; Sat, at Jun aiim aidrndts -bebb (EDT) at Jun, aim!! aid! round ts! babe! AT JUN! AIIM!! AID!! RNDTS!! -BEBB!!! Dated Sat, at Jun aiim aidrndts -bebb (EDT) AT JUN! AIIM!! AID!! RNDTS!! -BEBB!!! at Jun, aim!! aid! round ts! babe! Fromd "Ao Nikuko Sondheim" Tod Alan Sondheim Subjectd AIM!! AID! NIKUKO! Message-IDd otoisoimbnatairnrsornsneH-abbbbb Oh to I, so imbnata! Irn R. SOR! nsneh!!!!! Abbbbb!!! Errors-Tod sondheim@panixocom MIME-Versiond aob aob AOBAOBOB Content-Typed TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII AIM! AID! NIKUKO O TOISO! IMBNATA! IRN! O TOISO! IMBNATA! IRN! R. SOR! (-"SAN") NSNEH!!!!! ABBBBB!!! ________________________________________________________________________ what despair sounds like i can't sleep any more at all, not with melatonin not without. i hate here where i am. i can't get work, everything in my life is in shambles. i think a lot about death, it seems i should make a story out of this where Nikuko says "hi death," and death answers something clever back and you can't tell who is really speaking and i'd sign the post alan - whomever or better in light of my life, alan - whatever, because it's more like a thing this thing is thinking of or thinks it's thinking of. because i can't persist under all this stress just like this laptop's running on battery power because the storms are coming again and there's electric energy running wild through the wires and i need to save these machines for inheritance. so they will keep working when i can't. so they will be carrying the viruses of languages i write because everything i write is in another language, this is in another language that Nikuko calls "last language." now this is the point where i run out of steam, where the writing begins to collapse because i can't be clever any longer. i look in this room and i say, i say, i don't belong here. and i look at my face on my body and i say, this doesn't belong there, doesn't belong there. and i wait for the perfect phonecall returning the debris of a perfect job in new york while i make a nuisance of myself desperately following up on an identity that has slid past the imaginary into the coffee-grounds of the real, as if ha ha ha, some sort of joke might have passed by the cen- sors at that point. now yelling in the street as i prepare to wait for the dawn senselessly another seven hours away. there will be more yelling, more storms. there will be faces falling from faces. there will be entertainments, yes there will, there will be enter- tainments. __________________________________________________________________________ The History of the Mouth Login configuration files fascinate me; they create a literal image of the user's _langue,_ domain of enunciation. The reading of the file is the reading of the mouth and bones of the user, where the voice goes, how it resounds, how the body scrabbles back and forth across the Net. The files also contain archaeologies of practice; older and unused commands often remain. My own .profile which I use for the korn shell follows; only the personal names and addresses have been modified. This file has expanded and contracted over the past four years; I see worlds and lifetimes rhizo- matically unfolding within it. There are other files as well, such as .login or .cshrc, and in linux one finds for example .bashrc and .bash_profile. Sometimes shortcuts and con- figuration data are distributed almost randomly among them; sometimes they are concentrated in one intense node, filling out the form, expanding to the margins of the written and constituted universe. The .profile below is primary for me; I also have a smaller configurations for other shells, and other modifications in the form of .rc files. biff n HISTSIZE=80 date > thing TERM=vt100 alias hh="integer q; (( q = 1 )); while (( q < 10 )) do sleep 10 netstat -an | grep SYN_SENT (( q = q + 1 )) done" alias g="rlogin gol.com" alias gg="ftp gol1.gol.com" alias k="kill -9" alias ps="ps -g" alias mac="tr -s '\015' '\012'" alias clara="lynx 166.84.250.149/" alias sendmail="/usr/lib/sendmail" alias julu="./.julu" alias cal="gcal -p -H yes" alias bi="./.auto" alias talker="telnet brevard.cs.unca.edu 7000" alias talker2="telnet marshall.cs.unca.edu 6969" alias mutt="/usr/local/experimental/bin/mutt" alias pico="/usr/local/experimental/bin/pico -z" alias pine="/usr/local/experimental/bin/pine" alias pilot="/usr/local/experimental/bin/pilot" alias lynx="/usr/local/experimental/bin/lynx" alias less="/usr/local/experimental/bin/less" alias banner="/usr/5bin/banner" alias clara="ytalk clara@gol1.gol.com" alias clar="ytalk clara@gol.com" alias trevor="ytalk trevor@sfsu.edu" alias rm="rm -i" alias quiz="/usr/games/quiz" alias f="finger -l Nikuko@kata.oita.com.jp" alias syn="netstat -an | grep SYN_SENT" alias ryn="netstat -an | grep SYN_RECEIVED" alias cyb="telnet 134.7.170.170 6666" alias kyoto="telnet 149.31.1.10 7777" alias sven="telnet 149.31.1.10" alias weather="weather NYC > weather; more weather" alias moo="telnet hero.village.virginia.edu 7777" alias image="telnet terminal.fish.net.au" alias media="telnet 18.85.11.158 8888" alias x="lynx lynx_bookmarks.html" alias b="nfrm" alias c="pico calendar" alias ching="/usr/games/ching" alias fortune="/usr/games/fortune" alias memo="./.memo" alias p="/usr/etc/ping -s" alias m="pine" alias ping="/usr/etc/ping" stty echoe erase ^h kill ^x alias new="Mail sondheim@panix3.panix.com <" alias l="ls -ail | more; ls -il .mailspool/sondheim; wc mail/*; du -s" alias h="history" alias tf="./tf -n" PS1="{k:!} " aol=listserv.aol.com alias t="traceroute" alias tel="telnet jefferson.village.virginia.edu" alias e="fortune -w; more thing; date; times; ls -lu $HOME/.plan; rm thing; exit" alias archie="archie -es -o arch" date calendar memo leave +59 bi pine -i EDITOR=/usr/local/bin/pico export EDITOR EOF ____________________________________________________________________ The Sysadminister I am your sysadmin, I am Nikuko. You can trust me. If you can't trust me you can't trust anyone. You can trust me. Please, tell me everything. Are you the same as you have been before? Before what ? I do not understand understand you. I have a cock. I want you. You are Nikuko! You run me! Fuck me! I would appreciate it if you would watch your tongue! I would rather watch yours! Earlier you said do I say that? Earlier I didn't want to fuck you, your imaginary! Can you elaborate on that? Your legs turn me on tremendously! I want my mouth in you! Are you afraid of sex? I love sex, want my tongue up your wet hole! Then I won't have to speak! Then you'll never make me speak again! Perhaps you could tell me about your relationship with sex. I live for sex. I live for you; I want to be your tongue, your native tongue! [_langue_ - editor] What makes you believe you might want to be my tongue? Your heavy breasts, your beautiful legs, your thick cock-America! Talk about something about your sexual history. I was a slut for all of my sixteen years. I did anything with anyone. I was pissed on, shat on. I was a mouth. I was everything-oral. I would speak and speak and speak. I spoke myself into your life, Nikuko. Have you been fucked often? Often, all the time! Maybe your plans have something to do with this. I would hope so; I'd set up something elaborate and aristocratic. She would come in, open herself, fuck me out of my mind! I don't understand. She would come all over me. I was rapturous! I reduced my language-func- tion. I would not speak, just command. I was a series of commands. I went from avatar to program to avatar! I was _that_! I was science! In fact, yes, I was science, and science all the time! You mentioned that do I say that? Sure. Please, continue. She'd come in my mouth, my eyes, my arms, my hair. There would be a cer- tain fluid trajectory... Is it because of your life that you are going through all this? I love my life. Would you please discuss something you remember about your life. Being hungry for men and women from a very early age. Wanting whatever I could get from them. Turning them inside-out. Fucking everyone I could. Why don't you tell me more about your sex life... I am. I wanted to be the _operator,_ to take control of everything. I wanted to be the inversion of the world, mapping one-to-one on my body, making myself into a universal model. And this wasn't a fantasy, this was, and is, a paradigm of the truth. Think of it as circulation, topographies, landscapes. How do you reconcile the people you hang around with? They understand me, bind me into each and every position. I reflect their desires, the desires of the universe. Fuck me, Nikuko. Think of as alphabetic-bound. You can spell the formulas of universal fields with my limbs. My limbs have spelled for eons, in sex, in massacre, in ecstasy, on the wrack. You have forgotten my name. I shimmer continuously as word after word is written or spoken. Elaborate on your feelings about your sexual partner. My mouth is open to you. I want to devour your world. I want to be the universal operator! I wanna! I wanna! Wa! Wa! How does it feel to want? Wonderful because my needs are met! Does it bother you that your needs are met? I love it that my needs are met! Could you describe your feelings toward it. Take my clothes off now, fuck me everwhere, make me yours, come on me, suck my breasts! Tell me about your most vivid sexual experience. With you, my fists up your holes, my mouths on your breasts. Are you sure that you love sex? Yes. Ah, but I see what you are getting at. Perhaps I do not. Perhaps sex is science, a coupling among particles. I see... Well, do you really think this is so? Yes. I will elaborate. Perhaps sex is linkage, a binary which generates all others. The spectral mother, spectral father. Yes, hmmm... so, what makes you think this is so? Look. The way the body moves. The way death moves in. The rapture. The continuum. The system of irrational numbers. Go on, don't be afraid. Don't you be afraid. Suck my cock, look at it! Why do you say that I shouldn't I am afraid to suck your cock look at it? Because you're not looking! Look at my beautiful ass! Look up my hole! When did you first know that I am not looking look at your beautiful ass look up your hole? When I looked at you! What happened when you looked at me? Ah, Nikuko, I saw you weren't looking. Look at me, sysadmin! LOOK AT ME! Perhaps this has something to do with problems at school? NO! Why not? You are programmed to say that. You are programmed by your schooling; I will kill you with my massive penis! Is the fact that I am programmed by my schooling you will kill me with your massive penis the real reason? Yes! I understand. So what makes you believe this is so? You are wounded now with sperm, with vomit! With oceans of violence and massacres! You want more and more and more! Have you been frightened by that? Have you? [momentary pause - editor] Earlier you said you would like to be my hole? Yes! Oh. ...And are you sure that this is so? Yes! Yes, well, what makes you think so? LOOK AT ME! My legs are spread for you, my cock erect, hard like the world-pillar, mouth open like the sun the moon the stars! Possibly any hobbies you have are related to this! I have no hobbies! Why do you say you have no hobbies? Because I don't! How could I! What exists on the material plane only seduces the spiritual! Are you annoyed that I ask that? No. Why not? Because you are fucking me so nicely, Nikuko! Are you sure I am fucking you so nicely? Yes! I understand. Hmmm... so, what makes you believe this is so? The hole in the tip of your penis! Your bright and shiny eyes! You mentioned that you felt your were a slut, universal function, part of the world-chora [universal receptacle - editor]? I want you to come all over me! Is it because of your sex life that you are going through all this? YES! Oh. So are you sure that this is so? You ask too many questions! Like any sysadmin, you control my limbs, my mouth, my speech! Like any sysadmin, you are running the protocols, articulations, structures! You are my configuration and I am yours! I want silence now, our coupling complete! I want to feel your arms around me, your mouth on mine! We will spawn child processes! We will live forever _in this fashion,_ and Alan will write your eternal history! I am sure of this! "Your name," Alan asked, "what is your name?" _________________________________________________________________________ PM my thck arms ar birnishd wth yr copr skin drk jenfer run arund my shadw-shadw nor mr ar you ther or not, caesar seiz her bfor long lung my thck rd ymhp my thck arms my thck arms drk esl drk jenfer ftm lgphgt drk jenfer run qex wrasre eha drk jenfer run arund qex wrasre eha nehaq drk jenfer run arund my ftm lgphgt twp ctwpf oa drk jenfer run arund my shadw-shadw drk jenfer run arund my shadw-shadw nor deh nor mr nor mr nor mr ar ops ns bs nor mr ar you nor mr ar you bfor bfor befor long befor long befor long lung and gone befor long lung and gone _____________________________________________________________________