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i'm a nonfictionally. i've seen far too much print-b h] 8 === Looking for truth "The Baal Shem said: 'What does it mean, when people say that Truth goes over all the world? It means that Truth is driven out of one place after another, and must wander on and on.'" (Martin Buber) Nous sont tres fatiguee sur le pont avec la plume de ma tant. Nous avons trois souris, aveugles, desoeuvres! Frere Jacques, ou sont les armes cireux? Dansez et dormez sur les rues triestes et courir rapid! Ou sont les cadvres? Marguerite! Marguerite! Monsieur, la automobile nous mise a mort aujourd'hui! Medecin, medecine! Nous tombes au-dessous de pont de fer! Un avion de transport vol au dessus des coureurs qui danses. Amenez tole; tant etalons! - Etalez - ils vens! Frottez, ou frisson, ou froisson - frole la question ... Un tort est une honte ... "Symbolic function is incorporated by certain molecules only in the context of specific neural systems in which the molecules are elaborated." (Ira B. Black) Cherchez la verite. === cjn From first to last, Jennifer was unable to face the vacancy that pursued her every step of the way. She felt old and used. She was beginning to resent Nikuko, and looked for a new Clar. She wanted either war or sex; it didn't matter. She was human after all. It was a world without men! It was a world without anything! It was Dangerous-Toy world, and she was on top. She lay back down to sleep. She never dreamed. The Clar came in with a question. Jennifer woke with a start. You am your new Clar, she asked, already knowing the answer. Nikuko would have been shredded; she suspected nothing. One or the other had to go. War and love in a huge blend, hating the enemy enough to kill her. She put on her new Clar. She could hear Nikuko in the distance, begging, begging... What could she do? The shredder existed beneath the bleak sky of the dome, to one rococo elliptical center; Jennifer was at the other. It was emptied otherwise. She loved the begging sounds, the tormented cries and murmurs of the wounded. Humans mewled in orgasm and death, she mused. I shredded first; I'm still here, the new Clar unformed, ungrown, at your mercy. Hello, I are the new Clar. I are at Jennifer's mercy. She keeps me naked and bound; she gives me a gun. I kill on command but only on command. I are available to her at any time. I don't have to think for myself. The old Clar has gone; the screams am dying out. Each bit of tissue cries on its own. They am dying, one after the other, hundreds and thousands. Hello, I are the new Clar, Jennifer. The new Clar was breathing deep into Jennifer's holes. Jennifer was expanding; eyes closed, in ecstasy, she would fill the universe, break the dome, begin another. The cycle worked because of her quick draw and politeness. The new Clar would be named Nikuko. She liked the name and decided to continue it. Nikuko never returned, but Jennifer mused, there is always a new Clar. The Clar, now Nikuko, was breathing mindfully. Jennifer was totally at peace; every inch of her body alive with passion, ecstasy, bravery and fury at the thought of war. Jennifer was known far and wide for starting the marvel-war. She began and finished the marvel-war and everyone would die again and again. Jennifer's legs were spread and her mouth was open. There was a huge man in the sky writing everything down. He was warrior-man, holding Jennifer with jealous tenacity. Jennifer did not mind, because she was busy with her marvel-war and new Clar. The man was shameful watching everything. Time and time again he would see the Clar shredded, the new Clar coming. He was bound in chains to an enormous rock. Something pecked at him every thousand years and the rock would wear down only with eternity when he would be rescued by the knight. Jennifer was much more alive and had things to do. She was wayward and shameless and the new Clar cleared out the debris of the marvel-war. The new Clar asked Jennifer what else to do, but Jennifer had returned to sleep. Jennifer never dreamed, and was not dreaming now. The new Clar was called Nikuko and when Jennifer stirred, she asked Nikuko not to begin the derail-war and specifically not to begin the deflect-war, and the new Clar agreed and they did return and the mewling had stopped. They waved their arms furiously in a dance of epiphany and the man was losing his liver. His liver began to grow. They never spoke to each other and she never looked at him because she did not know his language. The new Clar waved her arms more and more and then waved Jennifer's arms. Jennifer waved the new Clar's arms, which were called the arms of Nikuko. Jennifer had a bright and shiny smile. Her Clar loved her smile. Her new Clar would smile when she would smile. Sometimes her new Clar would smile on her own. Her new Clar was called Nikuko. Sometimes they were at war. Sometimes they made sexual and non-sexual love. They made many kinds of war. There was only one Clar, the new Clar. She was Jennifer's addition. Jennifer was her addition. The tissues from the shredding machine were very silent. Nikuko did not hear a thing, and either did Jennifer. The new Clar made many kinds of love. The warrior-man === meditation haiku images http://www.asondheim.org/portal/h1.jpg to h7.jpg pleasant nightshots. no crickets here! boughs bend to night-shot spirit sony haiku: adjust the lens! lightless light - everything in this cold world needs batteries the big test of zero-lux weather winter wind ecstatic steadi-shot - what trembling! oh breathe deeply - autofocus and spirit - both unforgiving === The unravelling I yourself. am I Nikuko. am Please, Nikuko. describe Please, yourself. describe in down the in middle the of middle tiny of machines, tiny crawled machines, down crawled furrow the bark, the brass bark, spring brass tendrils spring into channels leaf into stomata, leaf following stomata, my following channels my through forest woods through and woods forest and You seems. have You your have mind your on mind it machines, seems. it minding all machines minding tending machines leaf-curling, tending all leaf-curling, autumn cam color autumn exchange color cam and tendrils, branch, alignment tendrils, twig of branch, and shadowy all crown, shadowy invisible machines think You too think much too about much machines. about among present fern among weed, and present machines every among leaf, every up-welling leaf, roots up-welling trunks, and membranes cams, membranes, among turning the cams, of bending springs springs of Is relax? this Is how this you how relax? you machine of brass, and lathings, cam i lathings, follow i furrows the bark of cell, and penetrate cell, leaves, all twigs, leaves, branches, twigs, woods, all forests, machines small and should You try should taking try off mind swelling saps, pulling and leaves among saps, and ground-swell airings, waters ground-swell fungi, and bacterial fungi, airings, bacterial sending roots upwards sending springs, of cams of Are pervert? a you neurotic a pervert? Why pervert? I am Nikuko. Please, describe yourself. in the middle of tiny machines, crawled down the furrow of the bark, brass spring tendrils into leaf stomata, following my channels through woods and forest You have your mind on machines, it seems. minding machines tending leaf-curling, all autumn color exchange through spring and cam tendrils, alignment of twig and branch, all shadowy crown, the machines invisible You think too much about machines. among fern and weed, the machines present among every leaf, up-welling roots and trunks, membranes among membranes, the turning of cams, bending of springs Is this how you relax? of machine and brass, cam lathings, i follow among the furrows of bark and cell, penetrate all leaves, twigs, branches, among all woods, forests, cams, and small machines You should try taking your mind off of machines. swelling and pulling among leaves and saps, ground-swell waters and fungi, bacterial airings, roots sending upwards through small machines, machines of springs, machines of cams and brass Are you a neurotic pervert? === The Free Subject Subject: Drunk, Drugged and taken advantage of, we have it all here... 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CLICK HERE for a FREE Course Catalog: === lll.mov he's in turning the in room the but room the but room turns he's | turning nothing nothing keeps keeps up up with with either either of of them them rotation quickly moves at quickly twice at the twice human human | speed the windows moving have stars moving and stars furious and dark furious objects dark | objects the turned towards towards the away | his face falls bones fall he in as moaning walls the disappear room moaning he blue light background green light the green room infrared ultra-violet ultra-violet moving dusk infrared sky and shuddering he generates furious move different everywhere and each unique is | different the unique dark movement dark generate | they they normal | creation worlds creation neuroses worlds lesions in propriety of culture | rushing him rushing can't he's think moving when that that fast fast can't | he's in turning the room but turns | nothing keeps up with either of them rotation quickly moves at twice human speed windows moving have stars and furious dark objects turned towards away his face falls bones fall he as moaning walls disappear blue light background green infrared ultra-violet dusk sky shuddering generates move different everywhere each unique is movement generate they normal creation worlds neuroses lesions propriety culture rushing him can't think when that fast he's turning in the room but the room turns | nothing keeps up with either of them | the rotation moves quickly at twice the human speed | the rotation moves at room speed | the windows have moving stars and furious dark objects | he's turned towards the windows and turned away | his face falls away | his bones fall away | furious he moves as the walls disappear in the moaning of the room | the moaning of the room | the dark blue background the light green of the room | infrared and the ultra-violet of the moving dark dusk sky | he's shuddering as he generates the furious dark objects | the furious dark objects move everywhere each is different and unique | the furious movement of the dark objects generate his movement | they generate the turning of the room | they generate his turning at twice the normal speed | creation of worlds and neuroses | creation of lesions in the propriety of culture | rushing towards him rushing away | he can't think when he's moving that furious and fast | === typology of inscription, guns and others /[s]+/ print "aimed his gun in my direction" /[v]+/ "born and later 1967" /[y]+/ "but ghosts come always back furious" /[g]+/ "coward, fearful of any" /[k]+/ "father a healthier fashion, even the" /[z]+/ "from 1994 i buried selves selves" /[n]+/ "genre. why didn't other people tell" /[0]+/ "i'm tired this" /[d]+/ "impetus against the wall writing from which i" /[a]+/ "insanity everywhere this world, among friends and" /[x]+/ "into every other" /[q]+/ "lake firefight was going" /[m]+/ "me what doing, i'd have been able" /[b]+/ "nonfictionally. i've seen far too much" /[c]+/ "now escape through others creatively" /[p]+/ "on above cliffs or over" /[u]+/ "or sometime lost my" /^$/ "others. alan, she said, stop it." /[w]+/ "picture. 1943 was" /[j]+/ "rest family placing me in" /[i]+/ "the darkness hurtling" /[o]+/ "them. know better about" /[l]+/ "to work out relations with /[e]+/ "unbearable. sexuality became /[f]+/ "violence tension is" /[t]+/ "virginity just about time soldier" /[r]+/ "when we were floating over " /[h]+/ "world. still live there; i'm a" /[0]+/ /[0]/ print print "i'm "i'm tired tired of of this" this" /[z]+/ 1994 "from my 1994 selves i in buried selves" my selves /[z]+/ in selves" print /[y]+/ "but "but always ghosts back come and always furious" back and /[y]+/ furious" /[x]+/ "into this this and every other" other" /[w]+/ "picture. in 1943 i was" /[v]+/ "born and later in 1967" /[u]+/ /[u]+/ "or "or sometime sometime lost lost my" my" /[t]+/ "virginity "virginity the just time about a the soldier" time a /[t]+/ soldier" /[s]+/ print "aimed gun his in gun my direction" /[s]+/ /[r]+/ "when "when floating we over were the floating " over " /[q]+/ print "lake the firefight going" was going" /[q]+/ /[p]+/ print "on the above cliffs cliffs over" or over" /[p]+/ /[o]+/ print "them. didn't didn't better know about" better about" /[o]+/ /[n]+/ print "genre. didn't why other other tell" people tell" /[n]+/ /[m]+/ i "me i'd what have doing, i'd /[m]+/ have been print able" "me /[l]+/ "to "to the work relations out with relations with /[l]+/ /[k]+/ "father "father healthier healthier the" fashion, even /[k]+/ the" /[j]+/ "rest "rest family family in" placing me /[j]+/ in" /[i]+/ "the darkness darkness of hurtling" /[h]+/ "world. "world. live still i'm live a" there; i'm /[h]+/ a" /[g]+/ /[g]+/ "coward, "coward, fearful fearful any" any" /[f]+/ "violence and tension is" is" /[e]+/ "unbearable. sexuality sexuality became became a /[d]+/ the "impetus writing against from wall i" writing /[d]+/ from which print i" "impetus /[c]+/ "now escape escape through through others others creatively" creatively" /[b]+/ print "nonfictionally. seen i've far seen too far much" too much" /[b]+/ /[a]+/ everywhere "insanity world, everywhere among world, among /[a]+/ friends and" print /^$/ print "others. she alan, said, she stop said, it." stop it." === the meander and collapse 6 May 3 Peter Howard (3842) Re: [webartery] queries peter, what is equivalent is mindless, as death is spawn, tidal bloom. + 7 May 22 Kagi (sm) (2487) Thanks for your payment * kagi, cloning transforms with the environment into negations and disparities. what one fears is submerge, not into the maternal, but into the substance of the gulag or tattooed holocaust. + A 8 May 28 Jim Andrews (2087) Morpheus jim, there is no source in equivalence. without source, negation may just as well continue with the same. + 9 Jun 3 labx@vertical.net (1956) LabX Pro Registration labx, think of the mass-man and massification of the 1950s. think of the inconceivable, a landscape without eyes, without point-of-view. 10 Jun 16 To: Cyb > the I've got a problematic relationship to authority. Online, I think clearly, Is theory necessary? Hardly; the best one can hope for is a problematic but a problematic. Increasingly I felt overpowered, overwhelmed, not by the placing of facts in a problematic world. Poetry is our great mirror; imaginary within it, a fantasm procuring a problematic history. From a problematic of electricity characterized by a problematic of internal time-consciousness - time survival: "science," which not only plays into a problematic Darwinism in search of the last term, a problematic terrain which is neither even dysfunctional; it would retain a problematic auton- omy. A problematic behaviorism in which function=>protocol AND with a problematic ontological/epistemological regime, 'Environment.' Its shadowy obverse. It is the field of the problematic that defines the trope of an absent body, or dissipated in the problematic of the ring, the problematic of the reader, ontology, community. As if this implied, auth- entic or not, given among other things the problematic of phenomenology that the problematic of text-based Internet communication - the _compon- ent,_ and the problematic phenomenology accompanying it (just sign lan- guage, the problematics of the verbal sphere). Additional gender confu- sion, for the problematic of intellectual property, nervous walk to uni- versity: rewriting the problematic of art and its wards, the problematic of totality (Godel, Church, Skolem, Tarski, or for that matter Euclid), it also precludes both the problematic of one past or through the problematic of the proper name, which remains tied - the sunlight thick upon the leaves, called out the problematic of "Medea22," of ballet. The problem- atic of the real (grain of the voice, 'idiotic' real)? Breakdowns and the problematic of mathematics. what crystalline mechanism description and the problematic situating both, the fold catastrophe as towards the problema- tic of the scapegoat and expulsion. the problematic:inscription: she is doing her toilet...she breaks down and she says: "the problematic:ins- cription" - she is doing her toilet...she notes towards the problematic perception of worlds. This is an archaeology of taint, of plagiarism, of the problematic, the problematic flesh and mind hinged on the edge of the terminal. And all of this brings up the problematic of the net, where passing, swimming in chaotic existence, the problematic of its being present or refusing _all_ truths, including the problematic of its own being... === gong.wav single and note resonant struck with and the resonant universe, with closed the monad universe, - closed single monad note - struck look it's - opening it's its opening eyes its it stretches stretches to to three three times times its normal length length - resonates it reverses and itself with slides along some more it all this all movement this of movement residue the in closed universe in universe, - the monad with closed resonant universe, and the struck with note resonant single and - struck monad note single closed - eyes eyes its its opening opening it's look - normal length its normal three times to three stretches to it stretches it - - itself with reverses and resonates along slides more some - residue the of of movement movement this all this universe universe in single note struck and resonant with the universe, closed monad - look - it's opening its eyes - it stretches to three times its normal length - it resonates and reverses with itself - slides along itself - it resonates some more - slides along some more - all this movement of the residue - closed monad in the universe - === problematic: index i just lay there problematic a i'm so sorry my life is horrible the dogs were hungry there was blood between my legs he almost tore in two she just screamed stuff at me i reached for the only thing i had he put it on he was so dirty dirty he said i've been watching you i lowered her i warned you now you listen to me i'll tear you apart i grabbed his arm he pulled it apart he pulled everything problematic a i just lay there network/kx:1 network/kf:1 network/kd:1 network/jt:1 network/Fantasm:1 i didn't do nothing i touched his arm i'm so sorry my life is horrible we'll do this together the dogs were hungry he almost tore in two i knew all her lies she just screamed stuff at me we split it between us he never hurt nobody he was so sorry he pulled something out of her he buried it he said i've been watching you i lowered her he said for a long time he said bare floor he pulled it apart he pulled everything network/kx:1 network/kf:1 network/kd:1 network/jt:1 network/Fantasm:1 network/net2.txt:2 network/net1.txt:3 network/mr:1 network/lv:1 i didn't do nothing i touched his arm he didn't resist i'm so sorry my life is horrible the dogs were hungry he almost tore in two i knew all her lies she just screamed stuff at me i reached for the only thing i had we split it between us he said i've been watching you i lowered her network/net2.txt:2 network/net1.txt:3 network/mr:1 network/lv:1 network/net6.txt:1 network/net5.txt:3 network/net4.txt:2 i didn't do nothing i touched his arm i'm so sorry my life is horrible the dogs were hungry he almost tore in two i knew all her lies we split it between us he said i've been watching you i lowered her network/net6.txt:1 network/net5.txt:3 network/net4.txt:2 network/net9.txt:1 i didn't do nothing i touched his arm i'm so sorry my life is horrible the dogs were hungry he almost tore in two i knew all her lies we split it between us he said i've been watching you i lowered her network/net9.txt:1 i just lay there problematic the i'm so sorry my life is horrible the dogs were hungry there was blood between my legs he almost tore in two she just screamed stuff at me i reached for the only thing i had he put it on he was so dirty dirty i told on them i didn't mean nothing he said i've been watching you i lowered her i warned you now you listen to me i'll tear you apart i grabbed his arm he pulled it apart he pulled everything problematic the i just lay there network/book1:3 network/ba:2 network/am:1 network/ah:1 network/Blood:4 i touched his arm i'm so sorry my life is horrible the dogs were hungry he almost tore in two i knew all her lies she just screamed stuff at me i reached for the only thing i had we split it between us i told on them i didn't mean nothing he said i've been watching you i lowered her he said for a long time he said bare floor i'll tear you apart i grabbed his arm he pulled it apart he pulled everything network/book1:3 network/ba:2 network/am:1 network/ah:1 network/Blood:4 network/ff:1 network/ee:1 network/dd:1 network/d.txt:1 network/book2:1 i didn't do nothing i touched his arm i'm so sorry my life is horrible the dogs were hungry he almost tore in two i knew all her lies we split it between us he pulled something out of her he buried it he said i've been watching you i lowered her he said for a long time he said bare floor i'll tear you apart i grabbed his arm network/ff:1 network/ee:1 network/dd:1 network/d.txt:1 network/book2:1 network/jn:1 network/jm:1 network/j.txt:2 network/hh:1 network/gg:1 i didn't do nothing i touched his arm i'm so sorry my life is horrible the dogs were hungry he almost tore in two i knew all her lies she just screamed stuff at me we split it between us he never hurt nobody he was so sorry i told on them i didn't mean nothing i was always afraid of him he said i've been watching you i lowered her network/jn:1 network/jm:1 network/j.txt:2 network/hh:1 network/gg:1 network/ke:1 network/ka:1 network/k.txt:1 network/jw:1 network/jr:1 i didn't do nothing i touched his arm i'm so sorry my life is horrible the dogs were hungry he almost tore in two i knew all her lies we split it between us he never hurt nobody he was so sorry he said i've been watching you i lowered her he pulled it apart he pulled everything network/ke:1 network/ka:1 network/k.txt:1 network/jw:1 network/jr:1 network/lp:1 network/lj:2 network/le:1 network/ku:1 network/kq:1 i touched his arm why did you take my things i'm so sorry my life is horrible the dogs were hungry passion always kills there was blood between my legs he almost tore in two i knew all her lies i reached for the only thing i had we split it between us 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I have crimes and misdimeanors and have yet to suffer the full consequences but I will starve in the futur here in Paris, let me tell you why, you cannot see me emploied for any particular purpose, I have been many-sickness and the like and am chaste from the doors of the rich. My long ally to the entrance of my hovel is dark and there are many hiding-places for you know whom. It is good you call me 'Comte' because that is my name. M. Ducase, do you think you are as good as everyone else? No I do not think that, I know it is not tru, I am just not that good. M. Ducase, do you think you deserv to live? No, I do not think that, I do not deserv to live or anything like that. M. Ducase, thank you very much, I must say I wil get back to you, you should dres warmer in this wether. I will try dress warmer. M. Ducase, are you paniky. Yes, I am alwais paniky, I think I wil starve to deth and Thank you M. Ducase. Thank you. === The Pump-Organ i. Here we are again, almost no filtering, no programs, no Nikuko or Jennifer, nothing but a text, inscribed through keystroke after keystroke. The exhausting labor, the tending of the writing, bringing point after point as a gift to your attention. ii. Such a triviality! To write about a pump-organ, reed-organ, in the early days of war and total violence - not making a point about the generosity of peace, in fact making no point at all in relation to the presumed primordial and natural, prelapsarian, state of the world at all. iii. The organ was made by Daniel F. Beatty company between 1878-1880; it's made from quarter-sawn oak, ebony, a celluloid/chalk composition for the keys, rubberized cloth for the bellows. iv. Repairs including patching the cloth with rubberized tape and glue, pulling and cleaning the C and two other reeds, taping the pedal bellows, and cleaning the instrument in general. v. The pitch is high-pitch, which was popular only for a few years in the 19th-century, around the period the organ was produced. The keyboard is divided into three sections with fourteen stops, including treble and bass couplers. The sections are more or less independent unless coupled. The full range is probably seven octaves over 61 keys. A higher-range key sounds for five to ten seconds after pedaling stops. A lower-range key holds for four to five sections. vi. Played, the instrument breathes like a huge lung; pedal-speed is coupled with a slight swelling volume - and, more important, with the movement of the pedaling body; the result often coincides with the rhythm of the improvisation. vii. The player's breathing, the movement of the body, the air pressure within the instrument, all contribute to an overall singing, unlike the banging of a piano or rasping of a guitar. The organ must be tended at all times; pressing a key slightly, for example, will foil the coupling and create different onset characteristics. Likewise, pedal speed and depth contribute to the possibility of a volume-envelope reflecting the thought behind the music - the body of the player, body of the music, coupled with the instrument of oak, rubber, glue, metal, and proto-plastics. viii. Unlike a harmonium, the sound-box contains a vacuum; the note is pulled out of the atmosphere. This pulling-forth brings the note, through the vibration of the sound-box, into the air. Since it is a suction instrument, there is a ceiling to the volume, characterized by the four- teen-some pounds of atmospheric air-pressure. ix. Harmonies on the instrument are transparent; instead of isolated pipes or strings, all sounding occurs by virtue of the sound-box. The player can feel the vibrations of the instrument case, the keyboard, the pedals; everything moves together, as in a tamboura. The sounding emanates from a distributed large volume; the room itself seems to speak. x. I improvise moving from figure to figure, bringing the figures and widely varying keys into harmony and transformation with one another. The improvisations last from seventeen to thirty minutes. The left-hand creates slow bass counterpoint or parallel fourths, fifths, and octave; the right-hand works through Chinese, Arabic, and Indian scales. The recording is made on a Sony mini-disk walkman, then uploaded to Soundforge for multi-tap and/or reverberation treatment. The pieces are placed on music cds. xi. But what I enjoy, notice, most of all, is the breathing of the organ, our mutual labor, and the production of a sound concomitant with inhaling and absorbing the world around us. Together we are speaking, and for a moment our widely disparate histories coincide to bring about primordial eras of worlds, from this one to the next. === Leftist Caught Red-Handed in Bad Pun Sarah Williamson was arrested last night for spamming a number of email lists with a 'bad pun,' Yorkshire Heights police reported last night. 'The complaints were overwhelming,' John Stockton, chief, said. 'We had to do something.' The pun went as follows: "'It takes a village to raise a child.' - Hillary Clinton. 'It takes an idiot to raze a village.' - George Bush." Arraignment Tuesday at the Courthouse. Visitors welcome. 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12:55pm up 2 min, 1 user, load average: 0.31, 0.19, 0.07 USER TTY FROM LOGIN@ IDLE JCPU PCPU WHAT root tty1 - 12:54pm 0.00s 0.46s 0.05s w Die Welt ist alles, was der Fall ist. Ogden: The world is everything that is the case. Pears/McGuinness: The world is all that is the case. Die Welt ist die Gesamtheit der Tatsachen, nicht der Dinge. Pears/McGuinness: The world is the totality of facts, not of things. Ogden: The world is the totality of facts, not of things. ... Die Tatsachen im logischen Raum sind die Welt. Die Welt zerfallt in Tatsachen. Ogden: The facts in logical space are the world. The world divides into facts. ... Wovon man nicht sprechen kann, daruber muss man schweigen. Ogden: Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent. Pears/McGuinness: What we cannot speak about we must pass over in silence. (From beginning and end of Wittgenstein, Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus, Ogden translation 1922, Pears/McGuinness translation 1961.) TLP describes a Dostoevskian crystalline world divisible into facts. The German is clear; the motto to the book, by Kurnberger states, in trans- lation: ...and whatever a man knows, whatever is not mere rumbling, and roaring that he has heard, can be said in three words. TLP portends ideality. The world is logical, mathematical, capable of clear division. Logical space is the space, I would assume, of the natural numbers, if not the integers; as Russell says in his introduction, TLP presents, inscribes, a finite mathematics - there's no room for the continuum, and proof of the continuum hypothesis was far in the future. The translations are different, almost never radically so, but different nonetheless. There is a residue in German such that both English versions converge, but often never meet. The sememes are equivalent, but only to a degree; translations are almost never one-to-one. In this logical space of facts, programming, and protocols, there is always a wavering, always room, always doubt, critique, and I would say desire as well. Never mind that this wor(l)d breaks down, evidenced a few decades later by Godel, Tarski, Skolem, etc.: Coherency, living within the safety-net of mathesis, matrix, maternality, remains a dream of humanity. DNA coding, cryptography, hacking the world - all appear to guarantee that everything is possible. Computer languages are logical; computers are presumed so, but aren't; protocols are logical as well; logical spaces may be compared to drive-space; garbage-in, garbage-out; and so forth. Hacking depends on a closed world with closed loopholes; the loopholes themselves are coherent, logical, _there._ Codework, code writing, rides within and throughout the logical world, as a disturbance, a sign of things to come, both extension and breakdown. Where does the content lie? Is it in the translation of code into messiness or residue? Is it in the interpretation of residue? Or perhaps, and herewith a criticism, is it in the wonderment, confusion, and novelty of the residue itself? Is codework a minor art, minor literature? What is the point of repeatedly shaking the scaffolding - if not the emergence, in the future, of an other or another approach, or an other, being or organism, for which codework now both provides augury and its weakness as portal/welcoming? For what is come among us already no longer speaks the world of logical facts, just as computers are no longer large-scale calculators, but something else as well, something unnamed, fearful - that fearfulness already documented by, say, Cruikshank in the 19th century. 2:20pm up 1 min, 1 user, load average: 0.33, 0.18, 0.06 USER TTY FROM LOGIN@ IDLE JCPU PCPU WHAT root tty1 - 2:19pm 0.00s 0.42s 0.05s w Codework references the alterity of a substrate which supports, generates, and behaves as a catalyst in relation to its production. To this extent, codework is self-referential, but no text is completely self-referential (sr); things waver. So for example 'ten letters' and 'two words' and 'english' may be considered sr - but only to the extent that the phrases are presumed to apply to themselves. Extended: 'This sentence has thirty-one letters.' - 'This sentence has five words.' - 'This is an english sen- tence.' What is the residue? What are the sentences 'about'? On the surface, letters, words, language. This is an additional or diacritical relation- ship to sr; if one, for example, didn't know english, none of these would make sense. All sr possesses a residue - an _attribute tag._ In codework, which has a component of sr, the tag may be plural, muddied - the world is never presumed complete, total. Codework is not an instance in this regard of mathematical platonism or Godelian-platonism; if anything it relies on the breakdown of the ideal, pointing out the meaning-component of computation, program, protocol, even the strictest formalisms. Early on Whitehead pointed out that 2+2 = 4, but only in a certain formal sense; in fact, the equation implies an operation or unifying process; within the 4, the components are combined, their history lost. Strictly, '2+2' and '4' are equivalent; within the symbolic, they differ - for that matter, in terms of thermodynamics as well. This domain is expanded by codework, which endlessly interferes. The danger of codework is in its delimitation; it tends to repeat; the works tend towards considerable length; automatic generation can flow forever. Sometimes it appears as maw-machine emissions - text in, modified text/partial code out. Sometimes it extends language into new uncharted territories. Sometimes it references the labor and/or processing of language. Sometimes it privileges the written over the spoken, or portends the spoken within a convolution of stuttering and close-to-impossible phonemic combinations. Sometimes it appears as a warning against the all- too-easy assimilation of linguistic competency. Sometimes it breaks free, relates to the subjectivity behind its produc- tion, the subjectivity inherent in every presentation of symbol-symbolic. 2:37pm up 18 min, 1 user, load average: 0.00, 0.00, 0.00 USER TTY FROM LOGIN@ IDLE JCPU PCPU WHAT root tty1 - 2:19pm 0.00s 0.44s 0.06s w === Love Birthdate: |JanFebMarAprMayJunJulAugSepOctNovDec123 4567891011121314151617181920212223242526 2 7282930311938193919401941194219431944194 5194619471948194919501951195219531954195 5195619571958195919601961196219631964196 5196619671968196919701971197219731974197 5197619771978197919801981198219831984198 5198619871988198919901991199219931994199 5 Gender: | Male Female Do you Smoke? | No Yes Coverage:$50,000$60,000$70,000$75,000$80 ,000$90,000$100,000$125,000$150,000$175, 000$200,0 00$225,000$250,000$275,000$300,000$325,0 00$350,000$375,000$400,000$425,000$450,0 00$475,000$500,000$600,000$650,000$700,0 00$750,000$800,000$850,000$900,000$950,0 00$1,000,000$1,100,000$1,200,000$1,250,0 00$1,300,000$1,400,000$1,500,000$1,750,0 00$2,000,000$2,500,000$3,000,000$4,000,0 00$5,000,000 Health Class: 1. Perfect Health2. Prefer red Health3. Standard Health4. Bad Healt h5. Dead or Dying === alansondheim Worldsex ... 'lying together, look over your lover, it's the face of the other, it's the face of an other' ... Let us take for granted that online and online(offline) sex (as a result of online sex) are prevalent and transforming, for those who can afford the proper connections, bandwidth, and time. Let us take for granted as well that these sexualities occur within a stadium of exhibitionisms, voyeurisms, seductions, of, and in relation to, others - that there is almost always a shuddering or splitting of bodies, a shattering of bodies dividing as a result of intrusions of mass-communications and machine- mediated perception into what used to be private domains. Let us further look at the history of personal historical knowledge, the history of private or personal lives, including ancestors, antecedents, descendents, traditions of naming, and the naming of others. We might note that in online or online(offline) sexuality, there is the _absent or disconnected_ population, the disenfranchised population, the refugee or hungered populations, the violated populations, who are neither conscious or operative as such - the miseries of underdevelopment playing a large role in this. Let us note our own role in these populations, our own belonging, our own violence as another arm of voluptuousness. History resides, if anywhere, within the disconnected population; it is within connectivity and the continuous production of history, that history itself disconnects. There is reality without reality tv; there is tv with reality tv. Countries bomb countries they cannot place on a map; no two people ever speak the same language in the coupling of bodies. Everything I am saying is a myth, lie, only to point out that online, online(offline) sexualities don't occur in a vacuum; they're against the background of others, of the erasure of history and the weakening of political posturing, of the almost continuous splitting of bodies, of the introjection and projection - 'jectivity' of others to the extent that identities are problematic, exchanged/renamed/stolen/intensified - that the politics in all of this are lost in orgasm, that there's no turning back, that we're all heading towards fucking armageddon - ii It's Worldsex: Do you recognize your own prosthesis? The turmoil of bodies tends towards no bodies at all; the computer screen is already sexualized as you can hardly keep your hands on the keys. Eyes float in relation to proferred images. Perhaps this is already a form of war. iii Falling in Love Online (part of an article published in Tamil) Here you are, happily married, with two children. Your husband has a great job and you're a little bit bored and so you join some Internet communi- ties, just to relax. You find yourself chatting away about some recent novels you've read, and you complain that your husband really doesn't have much time to read, and isn't all that interested anyway. Before long, someone starts talking to you; Sagdish tells you that he, too, reads a lot of novels, but he lives alone and has no one talk to, and he likes poetry as well. You begin chatting with him more than with anyone else - before this, you had flitted from conversation to conversation, but now you find yourself drawn in. You log in late at night, and every time you do this, your heart skips a beat, hoping Sagdish will be there, and he usually is. You start talking a bit more intimately with him - about the fact that you can't really relate to your husband's business, and you feel lonely every so often, and he says that he feels lonely too. One night your husband comes in and finds you typing away at the computer and he asks, what are you doing? You answer, nothing, just talking to some people, and for the first time you find yourself hiding something from your husband - that something is Sagdish. You realize you've crossed a line somewhere, but you don't feel it's all that serious - after all, it's only the Internet, and there's nothing to lose or gain - it's just a game, and Sagdish helps take your loneliness away. You decide to be more careful when your husband's around - you don't really want him to question you any more about this. And you look more and more towards those chats with Sagdish, who is becoming part of your life. You find yourself exchanging email with him, and you wait nervously every day for his email and the chats. You begin dreaming about him. One day he asks what you look like, and you describe yourself, but you don't have a picture online. He persists, and you say you'll send him one, an extra one that you just happen to have. You mail it to him when your husband's not around, and Sagdish puts his picture on the Net, and you go and look at him, and your dreams begin taking more and more shape. You find yourself telling Sagdish everything, things you have never told your husband - things you could never tell him. You find yourself doing this quickly; all this activity has lasted only a month, and even though you're usually shy, you're quite aggressive with him. You confess that sex with your husband hasn't been all that good, and Sagdish asks you the details. Somewhere around this time, another line is crossed; you begin writing sexually to each more, more explicitly than you ever thought possible. You become more and more nervous around your husband and children, who guess that something is wrong, and don't know what to do about it. You insist to yourself that everything is a game, but you won't talk about it to your family, and you begin to feel isolated in the house. Your husband confronts you angrily, and demands that you tell him what is going on. You mention only that you have this friend Sagdish, who helps take away your loneliness when your husband is at work, and your husband demands that you stop writing and talking with him online. At first you go along with this, and don't contact Sagdish for a couple of days. And then you go back, as usual, almost as if you're addicted to a drug. Your husband gets angrier and angrier with you, and you don't know what to do. You write about all of this with Sagdish, who begs to telephone you and talk about it directly. One day, Sagdish calls, and you find yourself in love with his voice, and you talk for over an hour. He calls any number of times after this, always when your husband is out and another line is crossed. You believe that Sagdish is the only person who understands you, even though you have never met him in person. Sagdish fills your dreams and your life. One day your husband walks in during the day, and you are on the phone. There is a huge fight, and he walks out, and moves to an apartment in the vicinity. You are alone with the children, and a few days later, you meet Sagdish for the first time, in real life. === For BC, of Electric Things stick, split like static electricity. My hair's blown off my body for motors, electric relays, turned carbon and sufficient electricity for a central server. There's no reason why the electric motor harnessed magnetic lines of flux, rotation. Switches going down as "rolling shutdown of electricity" collapse the top of which the machine was in level three saving mode and so electricity for what purposes? For the moment of electrical energy. Looking, the light is always fading, I'd like to run away from electricity, there's not much that uses electricity. For the edges of the holes, exteriors of the wires like static electrical out, and while electrical current has occasionally flickered in big storms the electric-transformer odor that indicates the fury of distant fires comes dry, joy in each and every sign, and enough electricity - surely - to last the growth of world-wide shack cultures. The strategies, and_electric media_ (loudspeaker, telephone, telegraph), because stress-related faults sever conduits, breaking connections. So I'm staying in this house now. And next door the electricity is off and elec- tricity flicking in black shore void house void black ice and void black wind black rain; I leave before electric howling knives ferment. You love lightning in the sky. The phone interrupts the voice; "Jennifer" turns into electric crackle, someone responds. Phone interrupts the voice, maya stepping over the electric heater, taking another left, pwd takes me to a turning to the right, stepping over the electric heater, to the television in the electrical century. Film has disappeared; chips have become part of a whisper of a darkened cinema when the imagination connects, electricity, magnetism, or X-rays. Electrical drops; - what drops, splatters - one might say, almost zero words wired to electrical wonders not yet evidenced on the way from where electrical technology is in full swing, and where, in the roar of electri- cal-technological machinery, the enframing electric heater (two out of three bars on) to my right, newly-repaired moisture in the genkan. There is a three-bar electric heater in here as electrical electronic device. Not always well. Anyway, think of his use of battery power because the storms are coming again and there's electric The house is without elect- ricity, gas, water and sewer; apparently "electric current" - I will be that "electric current." Nothing but electricity coming in, filling the box with noise. (The electric fluttered like her thick heart beneath her ribs and heavy beating come forth from the walls, hardened electricity, ready to burst. As the air filled with ozone, electric sparks arced from its sockets, a power skein of poor shielding. The early electric was _rotary,_ conserving forces, electricity is a mode of motion of the molecules of matter. 'Light, heat, electricity, magnetism, motion, are all qualitatively different; the 'electric' of 1900 was not the 'electric' of 1930, nor that of 1999. On the other hand the power inherent in objects - St. Elmo's Fire, the electrical energy spewing from mind - heavy electric motors, AC-DC, power-mind. Losing my mind to power: a form of connectivity (think of electric); relation is defined across it - the breaking of a link (think of electric); the thing breaks into two. Report: We must see to it that every factory and every electric power station - a dense network of electric power stations - don't exist. It's as if we're pure electric, ghosts in real life, electric, ghosts in real life. It's as if we're on the wrong end of language... Use electricity nowadays, said Nikuko, and the mountains disappear. The light is always fading, I'd like to run away from electricity - the lure; you can see almost all of me now, installed to play with. It was a century of burgeoning electrical, then electronic, communications themselves under yet another attack, that of electrical-electronic media, by compressed air, the compressor running on electricity, plugged into the socket, and the electric wire going from the compressor to the socket. Electric/electronic - an inversion in which (for me) their rewriting, on a continuous basis, the history of the electrical world even sound-matter, - not excluding caloric, electric matter, &c. Throughout the century, mech- anism gives way to electricity, is a lie. I am electric and there are none here within me. Electric body: mesh of contacts: bridgings, spark-gaps, tesla coils, Electric body: mesh of contacts: bridgings, spark-gaps, tesla coils, Electric body: mesh of contacts: bridgings, spark-gaps, tesla coils, earth electric enemies entire everyone. everywhere, Fiery flash, flew for electrical fury and death. brain electrical activity for control. Electricity's and and gangs gangs take everyone over. Take everyone over. Becomes everyone psychotic, becomes Electricity's psychotic, down caught money short supply, electricity's down and the gangs take over. Everyone becomes have gone to - electricity out - dead wires, not enough batteries - dead however, the outdated electric motor, preferring instead to utilize electricity characterized by internal scape; there were flights of fantasy, envisioning other electric calms and absence of the `granularity' of the real and face-to-face or electrically - electricity from a battery works really well. There is tension in approach. I see her throat, pale and beautiful in this electric light, everywhere, internal focus of sparked energy, electric carry the limited warmth pouring out from the electric heater, filaments. I run the wire over the wire, producing electricity for my house. The story of the electricity. The federals know but we vote for them. The electricity, but we managed. You can see the smoke marks. There are electric conundrums - a lie or mockery, an occasion - applying the body or network of flesh - that one which awaits in the midst of the electric network, the hunger of the distended matrix - the electric net, electronic net - loss, aphanisis, skull or doctrine of the body electric - the edges of the holes, exteriors of the wires like static electricity My skin falls from my bones. I am an electric galaxy... ===