excerpts from the apo-epis

[rzep]

the classical strains of the pipe, and chloe sitting under the farmer apple 
tree. she stirs, glances up.

non-manifestet teoreme: as object you have the history epic (the 
sundiataratha), as percole the videorama of hope-deaths: movie wrist-slitters 
or hangman pascal loops: the idealist multideath, the instant-commercial myth - 
instant nature, button life cycle; hyperoptimism is useful as a mass seller - 
news megadeath gore, the corporate death saver (nous supportons.), the 
delineation of "importance"

paperland, wordfreak osculotomy; the monkey signing the text treaty; the 
document's necessity blueprint in ultrasensuousness; aztec soap spot, monday 
night samsaratra, the hamatsa videoplex; we might say metatext, missing the 
necessity of the ultratext's non-verbal orgy fuck tonedrone, a plasticized 
excess of the heart-ripper-priest breath (crowd breath, two make love, mosh 
pixel sequence violation)

chloe turns towards the pixellized silhouette next to her; pan/krishna/tiwakana 
placemarker; novel placement error; her eyes light up or whatever the program 
says

drone, lift. violation. 

--

{anterior segm}


the return of trap scale. his entrance, turtle shell, his pragmies;

the drowning artist: the location of the net is at all times variable, and 
*nearly* random. the locations within; the replacement, the nonrecog do over, 
whip (eroticism? (can flesh be proposed?)), the wordfloat grammarforce;
wordsasgrammarwordsasgrammarwordsasgrammarwordsasgrammarwordsasgrammar

the job (arbitrary cage constructor) can be filled out by a man or woman; this 
sentence - eroticism - this word - the cage woman, lipstouchstrikegasp - there 
is an intensity proposed - grammatically? wordcapitalafterplacement. events 
happen, isolates, sidewordssidewordssidewordssidewords.

khatereh looks at the neoncydeboard sprouts in trap scale's suture. pigly, the 
sti;
there is a flit in the look; fallclamp; oh fuckin 

Re: On the disaster of the future planet now

[Alan Sondheim]

Well this really isn't similar to the Black Death, etc. The carrying- 
capacity of the planet will be reached around 2050. Global warming is 
already creating desertification at a furious rate etc. And it's not only 
over-population; it's also the gluttony of energy absorption that's 
occurring worldwide. Year ago I taught a course in futurology; the two 
things that come to mind - this crisis _isn't_ like others; and there's 
really no technological fix.


- Alan

On Fri, 24 Nov 2006, Eric Yost wrote:


On the disaster of the future planet now ...


You could be right. The sky COULD be falling.

Of course the sky has fallen before. In the mid-14th century, the Black Death 
killed a quarter of the population in Europe. The Mongol Invasion was not a 
good time for thoughtful people either.


Plus as Arthur Koestler points out in _The Ghost in the Machine_, human 
knowledge has NOT been a slow and steady accumulation of information. Rather 
most of our progress has been in fits and starts, with sudden reversals. 
Archimedes knew more geometry than mathematicians who lived a thousand years 
after him, for example. DaVinci's highly sophisticated methods for making 
pigments are lost to us. And so on.


Your argument about Internet corruption is also an argument for good old 
analog, manual books. And even books are not secure, as we all probably know 
about the murder of Hypatia, librarian of Alexandria and inventor of conic 
solids math, by a Christian mob, or the later complete destruction of the 
Library by the Islamic conqueror who used all the scrolls and codexes to heat 
steambaths. ("The only book we need is the Koran.")


The barbarians are always at the gate, true. Equally true seems to be that 
small populations of light always persist in the darkness of barbarian times.


Finally, the disaster of the future planet is solely driven by the one factor 
people refuse to discuss: population. Human overpopulation drives pollution, 
resource depletion, damage to the biosphere, wars, famines, crowding of the 
poor in hypercities ... you name it. There are too many humans in the 
habitat. So maybe chaos and disease is a way of resetting the balance?





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Re: On the disaster of the future planet now

[mez breeze]

On 11/25/06, Eric Yost <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:

Finally, the disaster of the future planet is solely driven
by the one factor people refuse to discuss: population.
Human overpopulation drives pollution, resource depletion,
damage to the biosphere, wars, famines, crowding of the poor
in hypercities ... you name it. There are too many humans in
the habitat. So maybe chaos and disease is a way of
resetting the balance?


.this is y sum of us _c[onsciously]hoose_ 2 not biologically reproduce.

chunks,
][mez][

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Re: On the disaster of the future planet now

[Eric Yost]

>>On the disaster of the future planet now ...

You could be right. The sky COULD be falling.

Of course the sky has fallen before. In the mid-14th 
century, the Black Death killed a quarter of the population 
in Europe. The Mongol Invasion was not a good time for 
thoughtful people either.


Plus as Arthur Koestler points out in _The Ghost in the 
Machine_, human knowledge has NOT been a slow and steady 
accumulation of information. Rather most of our progress has 
been in fits and starts, with sudden reversals. Archimedes 
knew more geometry than mathematicians who lived a thousand 
years after him, for example. DaVinci's highly sophisticated 
methods for making pigments are lost to us. And so on.


Your argument about Internet corruption is also an argument 
for good old analog, manual books. And even books are not 
secure, as we all probably know about the murder of Hypatia, 
librarian of Alexandria and inventor of conic solids math, 
by a Christian mob, or the later complete destruction of the 
Library by the Islamic conqueror who used all the scrolls 
and codexes to heat steambaths. ("The only book we need is 
the Koran.")


The barbarians are always at the gate, true. Equally true 
seems to be that small populations of light always persist 
in the darkness of barbarian times.


Finally, the disaster of the future planet is solely driven 
by the one factor people refuse to discuss: population. 
Human overpopulation drives pollution, resource depletion, 
damage to the biosphere, wars, famines, crowding of the poor 
in hypercities ... you name it. There are too many humans in 
the habitat. So maybe chaos and disease is a way of 
resetting the balance?

()

[Alan Sondheim]

 ()

 double up the images 2()
 invert the images -()
 combine the images ((),())
 subtract the images ()-()
 transform the images ()(1)->()(0)

 http://www.asondheim.org/stone.mp4

 publish the images (())
 distribute the images (())
 view with satisfaction the images (())
 comprehend and absorb the images (())

 with effort cross through the images
 with extended effort retain the images
 with furious and extended effort cross and retain the images

 our hands are dirty

Functional analysis of language

[Peter Ciccariello]

Functional analysis of
language





-- Peter Ciccariello
http://invisiblenotes.blogspot.com/

Re: On the disaster of the future planet now

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http://ana-uploads.blogspot.com/2006/11/toga-woof-good-forever-1214 
-112406.html


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On the disaster of the future planet now

[Alan Sondheim]

On the disaster of the future planet now


..."If one person, sane to a degree, may be found willing and ready to
sacrifice his life and the life of others, for his beliefs in the now
and hereafter, the world is doomed."

..."And yet it is a commonplace among us that the swarm of men and women
shall bring the scythe to bear on all others who covet not the truth."

The Cusp of Information, a continuing digression

The plethora of the world, its fecundity (potential for production of
organism and information) is at its maximum. Future knowledge will no
longer be at the beck and call of its past; if anything, it will be vastly
reduced as power grids collapse, desertifications and extinctions set in.
What I am writing now, what you are writing, has no chance for survival.
Records, archives, require potential wells which become more and more
difficult to maintain in environments which are increasingly adverse. If
we are headed towards any singularity, it is the collapse of the Sememe,
the disappearance of universals as the world turns towards isolated and
violent localizations. Think of the chains of supply and demand that
produce for example this computer - chains that span continents as a
result of research and sterile laboratories that construct the truth-value
of the isolated molecule or atom. All this disappears in the maelstrom of
disease, inundation, mafia and gang rule, suicide bombers, new forms of
terrorism still undreamed. The Internet provides a convenient model;
created within regimes of relative trust and open communication in spite
of the cold war, it now proves so leaky that Usenet is rendered useless;
the ratio of spam to personalized email is probably four or five to one;
hackers continue to bring down data-bases, operating systems, and hardware
for fun and profit; communality creates hundreds of distributed and
problematic best friends; and what's left of the Net can just as easily
(perhaps more easily) be used by criminal organizations, however defined,
than by the rest of us. Packets or no packets, without the power grid,
without wireless or functioning computers, perhaps without broadband, what
passes for transparent information will become bottle-necked, hopelessly
entangled, dysfnctional; one can imagine ghost-mail for example, ghost-
sites passing for the "real thing" which no longer exists. And it's no
longer true that technology will save us (it never was), that the ruin of
the world will revert to universal efflorescence; temperature rise is
fast-forward, and whatever changes might bring back a temporarily sustain-
able equilibrium will take tens of thousands of years at best. The Sahara
for example is nowhere near greening, and what's lost in the Amazon - a
premonition of information in general - remains lost. "There's no there
there" because the sentence is cut off in mid- sentence with nowhere to
go. Was it Hawking who recently pointed out that humanity's only chance
(forget the rest of the biosphere) is space travel? Shall we take our
problems elsewhere, only to repeat them - to create places defined by
escape velocity, strategies of escape, one from another? And how do we
live with ourselves without the most radical desensitization, objecti-
fication, in relation to the untold and unbelievable suffering we bring to
the remaining animals on the planet? (For as Foreman has pointed out, we
have already done a good job of ridding most of the continents of their
megafauna - Africa is the last to go.) In the future, even our knowledge
of these things will have disappeared, along with the last of the last of
"their" species, of any _other_; without communication pipelines, the
"clean and proper" use of the electromagnetic spectrum, what happens in
one part of the world will remain in that part of the world. Be assured it
will be in ignorance, it will be in violence, permeated by gangs, deeply
religious hysteric. Some few will remain. Information, in the sense used
here, will not, and only its residue, dissolution and chaos, the symbolic
of the broken hard-drive, will remain. (I should add one literally cannot
cope with this, with this second-sight permeated by information, hence
one's tendency towards suicide, which must be continually monitored. Not
that one wants to disappear, voluntarily, from this world, not yet. In any
case, we shall die within the beginning of the worst of it, although who,
then, shall know of that, shall think otherwise? If wisdom is thinking
otherwise, wisdom as well is close to its final site, final citation. One
cannot think otherwise, with so much knowledge, structure, text and sub-
text, at one's disposal.)

Foreword protake

[P!^VP 0!Z!^VP]

I find only ONE literary use of the word protake when I google it with 
"definition of"... though there are 250 commercial references 
un-defined (company names etc).  I think I just defined a word in 
Ana's Autobiography fits somehow.


Oh, the other single reference I googled???.I don't like to say is 
a XXXhristian fundamental use by some preacher type dude relating it to 
circumcision... OUCH!  I like the way Ana better uses the word... 
though I admit... glancing through the preachers DRY nauseating 
rhetorical post of XXXtian theolo-pornography, did I learn the Greek 
word "anastrophe"... a Rhetorical expression    " Inversion, or unusual 
arrangement, of the words or clauses of a sentence. "


http://anaautobioyinphy.blogspot.com/


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Foreword protake

[P!^VP 0!Z!^VP]

http://anaautobioyinphy.blogspot.com/

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[Jukka-Pekka Kervinen]

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Re: 317/365, Oladale

[Jim Piat]

I guess that when it comes to play the only losers are those who quit playing.  
I get a big kick out your vignettes, Dan.

Jim Piat


Good one there, Dan. But I like that Ola guy: he never got tired of losing. 
  Obodo.


  Dan Waber <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
Oladale went by simply Ola and ended up being the last person at
college who'd play raquetball with me. He never got tired of losing,
and wouldn't let me play left-handed. His entire strategy was hit the
ball HARDER.

Re: 317/365, Oladale

[Obododimma Oha]

Good one there, Dan. But I like that Ola guy: he never got tired of losing. 
  Obodo.
  

Dan Waber <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
  Oladale went by simply Ola and ended up being the last person at
college who'd play raquetball with me. He never got tired of losing,
and wouldn't let me play left-handed. His entire strategy was hit the
ball HARDER.

40 words, 40 years
365 days, 365 people
http://www.logolalia.com/40x365



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317/365, Oladale

[Dan Waber]

Oladale went by simply Ola and ended up being the last person at
college who'd play raquetball with me. He never got tired of losing,
and wouldn't let me play left-handed. His entire strategy was hit the
ball HARDER.

40 words, 40 years
365 days, 365 people
http://www.logolalia.com/40x365

Dedication...

[P!^VP 0!Z!^VP]

http://anaautobioyinphy.blogspot.com/2006/11/dedication-147-12605-1032- 
bytes.html


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Re: yes, yes, i can see the future, you can't

[steve d. dalachinsky]

On Thu, 23 Nov 2006 10:48:51 -0500 Alan Sondheim <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
writes:
> es, es, icon seeds the torture, young scantily clad
> tits here sin there cover tuned gaurd end, tin from lesson vies,
twister
> turn, for tan, lonley state ticks son then ratio, speeders' neat
> spanking, ire tons spite, zipper torn wide, not hinged glows
> wins ours, none though freight, none though even
> walkin, limber, lather, swindle, stain
> panning sun station, sun splayed, letting sand lifting
> ore often theme, great land greed, ledge, lesson, fun mixed
> 
> http://www.asondheim.org/binoculars.jpg
> http://www.asondheim.org/throughput.jpg
> 
> 
> please look at my blog http://nikuko.blogspot.com thank you
> 
> 

Re: 316/365, Henry

[steve d. dalachinsky]

you said it!

On Thu, 23 Nov 2006 07:55:40 -0500 Dan Waber <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
writes:
> Henry says it isn't that hard to make art. What's difficult is being
> an artist continuously, every day, week after week, year after 
> year,
> re-making your life into an ongoing artistic process from which art 
> is
> allowed to bloom.
> 
> 40 words, 40 years
> 365 days, 365 people
> http://www.logolalia.com/40x365
> 
> 

2 from leftwich & dalachinsky

[steve d. dalachinsky]

dust band


when gliveth in the gland of dust
silence blinks the hand
while every detail thick with rust
gets drunk on
both/and sand

then tuning in & tuning out
eclipsed both hope & mind
for forked forms
seem a natural means
either more nor moral find

then outside blinks the blather stick
& inside feeds the strand
as questions link the marrow's lick
&
silence winks the band.


steve dalachinsky & jim leftwich november 2006



---



flag tongue


once glimpsed flogging a flag
vexed by cleanliness
wed to the hand of delegates
prepared notes
where there were plenty of buffalo
unless
there were not
tho the former later became
ueven
despite sex boosters & locked in truthes
which always gave me trouble
until
an american woman & a prize fighter
knew how they should treat the situation
held in one hand
once lapsed wagging a dog
by its
tongue...


steve dalachinsky & jim leftwich november 2006