“Enter
the ghost,
exit the ghost,
re-
enter the
ghost.” Hamlet resembles
an
axiom, more
precisely an axiom
concerning
axiomatics. Sybillant
monsters in paisley
come –
the way
a copier spews
page
after page
with a single
line
of symbols
across the top
unstoppable
argh no
matter how many
times
you hit
CANCEL PRINT JOB.
Ooo-
eee-ooo.
I have seen
the
future in
those symbols all
4told …
I
saw a
mighty messiah or
satan
or tempter
was formerly thought
one
of making
the fun scene.
While
the lily
white shall in
love
delight, all
was as empty
as
the upper
sky! (grave the
sentence
deep) All
was as empty
as
the narrow
chinks of his
cavern.
It gives
that same grunty
body
feeling. “ALL
THINGS ARE INTENDED
FOR
OTHER PURPOSES
THAN THOSE FOR
WHICH
WE USE
THEM.” “We breathe and
we
fill up
with air and
that’s
like a
commitment only no
it’s
not, because
we exhale right
away,”
an ailment
not to be
treated
except with
anagrammatic homeopathies sibilant
whispers
which cure
our injured declarations
of
love by
transmuting a language
that
otherwise falsifies
us into wholeness
and
pretends to
fix us. Hyperglossia
is
the critical
form disruption takes
to
interrupt the
regime. I was
pre-
Pandoran once,
clear & amok,
scarlet free where scarcely
orange or purple.
It is vital to remember that theory chases after the
substantiated self. Theory relies on vicarious molecular charge from
living tissue.
Input
output—surges
networks with zeros
and
ones. Production
paradigms infiltrate and
totalize
ecologies which
makes for one
compressed
top-down
world saturated of
itself—
in the
process of poisoning
both
internally and
externally, razing to
the
point of
no return, gutting. …
If
only one
could cough up
the
toxicity, the
amusing hat shaped
like
a spongemonkey.
spongemonkeys are the
crazy
things from
the Quizno’s commercials.
Originated
in the
internet cartoon “we
like
the moon,”
which was created
by
Joel Veitch,
my future husband,
though
he doesn’t
know it yet.
You
can see
the original cartoon
at
www.rathergood.com/moon_song/ Damn
Joel, do the
spongemonkeys
have to
watch us get
it
on again?
Do they have
to
ogle our
supersonic polysemic flambé?
In any event, it seems safe to say that the autonomic nervous
system hasn’t befitted us since the forming of the new rind of neocortex.
She came from the mountains, killing zombies at will. Some people
cried, “But that was cool!” and I could only whisper “we should NOT be
killing zombies!” . . . Hate and love — if those are the options
1.
The cloud
is green / His
hand
is light /
When I speak
of
skin I
speak of the
largest
organ. 2.
Exposure / Stripped to
the
invisible / Her
hair brushes the
sidewalk
where all
is dusk. 3.
A
blank wall
is singing / Influencing
future
reality / Because
hair pores function
like
radar. 4.
Spring is in
the
paper dress /
You are exposed /
And
have become
radioactive. 5. Grapes
on
the moon /
Curl up / He
emerges
wet, noting
the difference between
touch
and immersion.
6. Nine minus
seven
equals two /
This is all
we
want today /
happy murk, flagrant
disturbativity.
In Case of a Semiotic Emergency:
1) See well enough to read so that you
can register signals given by textual
particulars ie the syntagms,
textemes, orthography, paginal
markings, as well as the framed
spaces between. Remember to also
look outside the text (if there is
anything outside of text), for such
dangers such as smoke, fire or
water which would make
the text “unusable”. If necessary,
you can wear glasses or contact
lenses.
2) Hear well enough to understand the
secrets of the text. You can use a
hearing aid, though it may not help.
3) Speak well enough to give
information to the text itself, in fact
to all the graphematic clusters
during a semiotic emergency.
4) Be able to use both hands, both
arms and both legs as well as be
strong and flexible enough to
quickly open the text and go out
through it. Be able to embrace the
obstructions, intrusions.
5) Be willing to help other readers
towards higher planes, plateaus of
meaning.
6) You can be of any age, race,
gender, of any socio-economic
background. It is recommended
however, that this productivity will
be most effective to those who
acknowledge themselves as an
aporitic intersubjective agency of
calculation, negotiation and
interrogation, a decentered
sensorium that inherently questions
the cultural logic of late capitalism.
7) Be with no one that requires your
care so you can directly and
intimately merge with the letters,
their physical and material forces;
feel them in your mouth and on your
tongue, down your throat and in
your blood.
Yours truly,
The
Diplomat writes
in dolce, the
Administrator
in E-
flat. “Do you
remember
the importance
of bone for
rosaceous
growth?” “Have
you sought the
remedy
of flower
petals in Ayurveda?”
Civil
societies agree
that voices expressing
pain
do not,
at certain times,
matter.
The wheelchair-
bound body searches
for
the push-
button door and
ramp.
This body
is sent, often,
on
a circuitous
route. I learn
something
every day
about Shady Cartography.
The
point is
not to seek
a
cure for
the problem but
to
learn how
to benefit from
the
*high* the
pathogens engender as
a
consequence or
side effect of
the
disease. in
the chaos of
the
now -- or
as Benjamin called
it,
JESTZEIT, the
nowtime, the time
that
must be
recovered in a
flash
in a
moment of danger,
--What
just fell
on my smartness
on
my mind?
A critique is
not
a matter
of saying that
things
are not
right as they
are.
It is
a matter of
pointing
out on
what kind of
assumptions,
what kind
of familiar, unchallenged,
unconsidered
modes of
thought the practices
that
we accept
rest … Criticism is
a
matter of
flushing out that
thought
and trying
to change it:
to
show that
things are not
as
self-evident
as one believed,
to
see that
what is accepted
as
self-evident
will no longer
be
accepted as
such. Meanwhile, it
would
be absurd
to try to
decide
whether we
are living through
a
long parenthesis
or whether History
crawls out of itself anew over a succession of nights spent working on it.
A
bracket bloodies
your hand. A
last-
season bracket
blackens. Below the
surface,
heat rushes
through the ground.
The
basement of
the library contains
the
letters A
and B and
C
and Z
and squads of
microfilm-
reading gobots.
I started my
day
with acupuncturist’s
tea and ended
it
with water.
I boarded a
connector
flight but,
before that, I
put
my shoes
in a bin
and
noticed they
didn’t match. Everyone
puts
their shoes
in a bin.
When
“In the
future, bright colors
will
give some
clues” was written,
the
author must
have believed a
future
was given.
Or at least
pretended to believe.
A sore
throat makes good
pillow
stuffing. All
languages are derived
from
grounded rhino
horns. Using rich
dark
soil &
pompous feathers in
mayhem's
hat. Are
we really so
helpless?
(1) Damn I hate speech!
(4) I hate text
(3) I hate both your asses
-Rodrigo Toscano, “TRUAX INIMICAL”, 3
… and lacking a better verb I promote
this inauthenticity …
-Lisa Robertson, “First Spontaneous Horizontal Restaurant”
… this simulacrum of “ambient language” …
-cf Edwin Torres re “ambient language”
This
“… in spite of us.”
-Babette E Babich, Words In Blood, Like Flowers: Philosophy and
Poetry, Music and Eros in Hölderlin, Nietzsche, and Heidegger
“trees
are made
of light and
water....
waves explore
the domain of
a
source. radio
is the same.
Heat
and light
are the same.
zero
produces both
negative and positive
infinity....
certain precepts
grow fat.” “But
when
you do
spend time staring
[at
a pebble,
for instance] it’s
instantly
apparent that
we are not
only
surrounded by
our writing (and
what
we’re told the
writing
means), but
there are fewer
places
to go
to retreat from
it.
What started
as cave drawings
has
yet to
cease and we
have
tagged everything
around
us.” [Cf
the weirdness of
the
de-languaged
photos by Thomas
Demand] “(Stopped in traffic, waiting for the light to change - you
find a logo. These people exploit our ability to stare. They tap into
our personal time, the time yre not doing anything, that special
disconnected to immediacy time. Meaning loses hierarchy when what yre
looking at doesn’t matter, when it begins to alter without constraint,
when it enters a tunnel and exits elsewhere.)”
O doctors, brokers & other parfumists of
current operating procedures
offering several different formulae
of eau de brutal and normal
& of all the immortality.pouches
this the barest.the thinnest:
[go to: humansuffering.com
[link to: efficientmethodsof.
[clickon: oneminutecontributiontothecause
of.deathrampage.comfortzone.avoidance.mechanisms: then
mapquesttheentireglobe
for some kind of permeable mutual
diagram in which the edge of one center becomes the center of
…##~~!!!. )))____! ! ! ………..______________
(emblemata;
deconstructi sembalm)
(emblemata; deconstructi sembalm)
(emblemata;
deconstructi sembalm)
(emblemata; deconstructi sembalm)
(emblemata;
deconstructi sembalm)
Out there is
sunsetted
a low-
wattage glow to
backlight
the active
to give the
stuff
I want
to be disoriented
by
a slow
bow. It’s getting
on
time to
pick up the
drycleaning
and gas
up the vehicle.
If one saves a butterfly, has one saved the world?
Rabbi says: If one saves one butterfly, even with long wings,
one butterfly that has fallen into water, it may be said
“He has saved the whole world.”
It
may be
said. What are
questions
now? Are
the dead permitted
to … ?
Rabbi was
silent a while
seemed
troubled. It
may have been
the
next night,
even, that the
dream
was dreamt
of the weak
messianic
power, the
lost necessary squeal.
[Note: Sources: Jacques Derrida, quoting Hamlet, and Derrida himself, in Specters of Marx (tr. Peggy Kamuf); Edwin Torres, “What Is Altogether Ordinary”, in The PoPedology of an Ambient Language; spam emails rec’d 28 Jun 09; Eileen Myles, “Paul Lee’s Piracy”, in The Importance Of Being Iceland; André Breton, as quoted in Eckhard Schneider, “For Eternity”, in Jeff Koons (ed. Hans Werner Holzwarth); Jeff Koons, as quoted in Ingrid Sischy, “Jeff Koons’ World”, in Holzwarth; Rob Halpern, on Stacy Szymaszek's Hyperglossia; Jennifer Scappettone, “da s” - both the Szymaszek and the Scappettone were found at the Litmus Press website. Back to Critiphoria.The last in a series of 3. Brenda
Iijima, “METAMORPHIC MORPHOLOGY MEETING IN LANGUAGE: P as in Poetry,
Poetry Rhetorical for the Election Season”; Urban Dictionary; Adeena Karasick, "Reader Safety Information Care and Use Guide: Criteria for Readers”; Robert Kocik, “POETRY MAY TAKE ANY SUBSTRATE (including poetry)”; Here I abandon Critiphoria. No, I don't. I cherry-pick. And mix with and. Drew Gardner, “Why I hate Flarf So Much”, as quoted in Sharon Mesmer, “Flarf Is in POETRY and So Am I”, at Virgin Formica, 23 Jun 09; JBR, “Autopoiesis CXLIII”; Pat Clifford & Aryanil Mukherjee, chaturangik/SQUARES: A chessbook of collaborative poetry, as seen via Charles Bernstein;
Jill Magi, “Stutter and Segment from COMPASS & HEM / Lyrics and
Notes from My Body Project”; Stephen Walter’s map of London, about
which I learn in an email from Jared Schickling, 28 Jun 09; Scott
Malby, “Miss Translation”; Fil Marinovich, “The Typewriter Portrait”;
Michel Foucault, “Practising Criticism”, as quoted in Mrinalini
Greedharry, Postcolonial Theory and Psychoanalysis; Meanwhile … parenthesis or: Cornelius Castoriadis, “The Retreat From Autonomy: Postmodernism as Generalized Conformism”, in World in Fragments
(tr. David Ames Curtis); Marty Northrop, prefatory (italicized) bit
before “Forty Daises”, “Guerre True Destine, or By Any Other Name”;
JoAnna Novak, “Rivers and Tides”, “Inland Empire”; Maurice Oliver,
“CONCLUSIVE EVIDENCE’S CONCAVE FACE”, “Scaly Fins.Aquatic.Infinite.”;
Nikos Vassilakis, as quoted in Nick Piombino, “THE SHAPE OF THOUGHTS TO
COME”; Evelyn Reilly, “PERMEABLE MUTUAL DIAGRAM”; Eric Rzepka,
“stamatakis mutt [[[[[ oir”, “quarles and pere-zuleika”; Frank
Sherlock, “Over Here”; David Shapiro, “Song for Chaim”, “The Dead Will
Not Praise You”, “Walter Benjamin: A Lost Poem”]
