But isn’t it the point between noise and signal, rather than one or the other, that holds out some chance of escape? I mean, isn’t my sculpture the space between your face and this page? Four thirty three. Eventually they will experience a metal breakdown which will leave them in the feeble position. Only Jesus could icefish in summer, tho as you must know by now I am an infidel and can only guess at the faith it takes for that to mean. Jameson notes in passing that ideology might be defined as mistaking superstructure for base. Here it is: it will cost something like a dollar an image for each reproduction of art work by Manzoni or Fontana but Factum I and II will cost thousands. There ya have it culture bitches. Thankfully The *Mellon* just rode in on its thoroughbred. You can take the girl out of Pittsburgh but not the Pittsburgh out of the girl. The fates OWE me this $$$ and they will PAY. The resulting code tells the story in detail: A first line uses either shortLine(), oneNounLine(), or compoundCourseLine(). A second line uses either riseAndGoLine(), butLine(), exclaimLine(), or nailedLine(). The ways these specific types of lines are generated, and the ways the stanzas are arranged, can all be traced in the JavaScript program that implements Sea and Spar Between. This program, which includes the arrays holding all of the words used, is fairly small and simple. For instance, the Sea and Spar Between code, without comments, has fewer characters than the file that implements the vector font. Dear Paula, … the dark but tranquil waters of this lake or river – nothing but the sound of gentle splashing among the rushes by the shore, beneath the first stars – where the ferryman of my fable is waiting, begin to tremble, and soon there are waves, and behind these great waves, in the darkness of night already fallen, amid the din of what sounds like a landslide, I hear howling, barking, strange laughs, cries: so many people standing in their boats: young and old, men and women, ageless children, soon they will all parade before the little boy who is speaking shyly, sadly, to an unknown man whom he is gazing at imploringly and whom he fears but who, he senses, wishes him well if you’re a kind of thing whose lack of fit is endemic, if you sense that the bad life is impersonal and political while also overclose, it structures living as organically as anything about you, such as having had the trunk of your own body your whole life, stretching, bloating, twisting, holding you up, taking blows, manufacturing joys in the cracks, and being outlined by fabric that discloses so little that nakedness is always we know the names of those responsible for the massacre of the insulted and the truly wretched the numerology of riots scatters calendars debts our persecutors are swifter than eagles they pursued us on the mountains algebraic recitation scratches laid wait for us in the wilderness if you get what we’re saying light and heat and birdsong our obscure tasks at daybreak Alas, Jack, seems I cannot requiem thee without requieming America, and that’s one requiem I shall not presume, for as long as I live … For though the tree dies the tree is born anew, only until the tree dies forever and never a tree born anew … shall the ground die too … Yes though the tree has taken root in the ground the ground is upturned and in this forced vomitage is spewn the dire miasma of fossilific trees of death the million-yeared pitch and grease of a dinosauric age dead and gone how all brought to surface again and made to roam the sky we breathe in stampedes of pollution things my brother has liked on Facebook:
- jesse ventura
- quickmemes
- 3 doors down
- *Well, if that isn’t the skank calling the whore a slut.*
- world of warcraft
- The Lennon Prophecy
- adam sandler
- Zen & Everyday Extraordinary Life
I’ll be giving a series of lectures at Deleuze Camp in Osaka at the end of May. OK. Working over the past few years, I’ve designed a new system to produce unique two-dimensional “shapes.” This system allows me to make enough unique shapes for every person on the planet to have one of their own. It also allows me to keep track of the shapes, so as to insure that no two will ever be alike. Following the present rate of birth, it is generally estimated that the world population will “peak” sometime during the middle of the present century, and then possibly begin to decline. How many people will be alive at this peak are estimated at between 8 billion and 20 billion people, depending upon what factors are considered and who is doing the considering. The most recent estimate published by the United Nations puts the figure at around 9.1 billion in the year 2050. To make certain that my system will be able to accommodate everyone, I have organized it to produce over 31,000,000,000 different shapes. Having said that, there’s an anecdotal parallel between Master Janus who, while preparing to initiate Axël into the occult mysteries, asks his pupil whether he is ready to accept “light, hope and life.” Axël replies “no” which I can relate to — & recalls an experience I had w/ Salvador Roquet who once asked me the same question … whether I was ready to accept “light, hope and life” … asking me to step outside the room we were in and pass through a door where the light from a dazzling day was streaming in — I couldn’t. I told him so and somaticized my response immediately consumed w/the most excruciating pain, my feet feeling as if someone had basted them with napalm and set them ablaze. Sure I Want to Go to Egypt. The Only Trouble Is, I Want to Go to Ancient Egypt! The urban Vodou / culture of Elsinore. Shiva at the zoo with her death fan and the 10,000 year-old wailing relics of insane dead Merovingian kings, whose investigations into the occult won for them perfect vision beyond the grave, who now live in teepees on Venus. Christian Cabbalists, too, fed you dark confections. Cool. Cold-blooded. Even, writing below zero, I’m the hero of a thousand zeroes. The Five Finger Death Punch maybe comes close as well. Strange times. His note to me misspelled the word “singularly” as “sungularly.” Years later I was to be deported from the U.K. because of that misspelling. “Parfaupe ouclaspa nannanbryle anaphi ologi psycocline ixispad anlana e’ghia n’ rbiol’ oblijouter tetumaine ennoconc.” (Jacques Lacan) “Fa ra fa ra bo ra sa ba rara ba rara roro radara sa ra podo no floro.” (Wm. Blake) Yes. A redefinition of the social contract. With Thunderdomes. And machetes. But do you have the wound? The plastic factory in China? The reading habit of a meathook? Now, I’ll ask you what I wish I could ask Racine. Orphaned and imprisoned, how did you ever learn to write 17th century classical French like Jean Genet? na who will be th. The condemnations were accompanied by an even more frenzied hunt for the missing manuscript: rumours spread of texts circulating in Europe and De tribus was (in Minois’s phrase) ‘in the process of becoming a reality’. ‘People claimed to see the book everywhere,’ he writes. ‘They confused it with other books; they fabricated fakes, which others bought at the price of gold; and they did this while cursing the work.’ (In his Anatomy of Melancholy of 1621, Robert Burton condemned ‘that pestilent booke’, ‘not to be read without shuddering’.) Christina, the daughter of King Gustavus Adolphus of Sweden, criss-crossed Europe in the 1650s looking for De tribus, flinging out rewards for information. Her diplomat Salvius was rumoured to have tracked down a manuscript after a lifetime of searching but, according to his confessor, guilt overtook him and he burned his copy shortly before he died of ‘excessive sexual activity’. De tribus had been a rumour since the 13th century, but in the early 18th it became a reality, several times over: multiple versions were written, in print and in manuscript, in different languages. [...] A Latin manuscript, De tribus impostoribus, seems to have been in circulation in late 17th-century Germany. The Protestant minister Johan Friedrich Mayer had a copy in his library, which brought agitated requests from readers, a few of whom were permitted to make copies. After Mayer died, and after much petitioning, Leibniz was granted permission to read the text, watched over by Mayer’s son. ‘The work consisted of 14 leaves and 28 pages in a small folio,’ Leibniz wrote in 1716. ‘One could read nothing more execrable, more impious, or even dangerous … The style is full … of affected gallicisms. The fourth page of the work has been almost entirely effaced with a pen, apparently because of the blasphemies it contains.’ This manuscript, purchased in 1716 by Prince Eugen of Savoy and now in the National Library of Vienna, appeared in print in 1753 in Vienna with the false date of 1598. [...] Some claimed there was a copy in Italian. Responses and refutations of De tribus began to appear too, as did denials on the part of those accused of writing them, including Peter Arpe, who nevertheless admitted to having ‘held … [a copy] … in his hand’. At some point between 1712 and 1716, a forged letter from Frederick II to Otto of Bavaria began to circulate, purporting to confirm the 13th-century origins of the (in fact newly composed composed) text. But perhaps the original is soon to surface. Today in the mail I receive this:
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[Note: Sources: John Armstrong, in an email, rec’d 27 Mar 014 approx 2:10 PM PDT; Jesse Glass, “My Sculpture”, at Sonoloco; John Cage; text of image embedded in Christine Straitt, FB post, 27 Mar 014; Abraham Smith, Only Jesus Could Icefish In Summer; JBR; Jaleh Mansoor, FB post, 27 Mar 014; Nick Montfort & Stephanie Strickland, “Sea and Spar Between”, at Dear Navigator, Winter 010; Yves Bonnefoy, “The Curved Planks, Dear Paula, and a note on Paula Rego” (tr. Anthony Rudolf), at The Fortnightly Review, 1 Aug 013, via wood s lot, 27 Mar 014; Lauren Berlant, “Try to Forget”, at berfrois, 27 Mar 014; Sean Bonney, “Lamentations 4 – 6 (6)”, at Abandoned Buildings, 27 Mar 014; Gregory Corso, “Elegiac Feelings American”, as seen at wood s lot, 27 Mar 014; Zoe, “things my brother …”, at I Have Absolutely No Idea, 27 Mar 014; Jeffrey Bell, “Osaka”, at Abberant Monism, 27 May 014; JBR; Allan McCollum, “The Shapes Project”, at Allan McCollum, via Jessica Smith, FB post, 27 Mar 014 (“Note: Contrary to some errors made in certain press articles, McCollum's Shapes are not “generated” in a computer with an invented or scripted “program.” Every shape is laboriously created by the artist using Adobe Illustrator — a common, everyday graphics program — by drawing little parts, cutting and pasting the parts into bigger parts, then cutting and pasting those parts into even bigger parts, and so on, and keeping track according to a written protocol, to insure against repetitions. The first exhibition of the project, in 2006, took around two years to complete.”); bits from Frederick Farryl Goodwin, and Geoffrey Cruickshank-Hagenbuckle quoted in Cruickshank-Hagenbuckle’s “Tales from the Crypt: Cruickshank-Hagenbuckle interviews Frederick Farryl Goodwin”, at Montevidayo, 27 Mar 014; Gene Tanta and JBR, FB comments, 27 Mar 014; Kuchera Siggers, “Mutative”, email rec’d 27 Mar 014 approx 7:00 PM PDT (this is the complete text); Adam Smyth, quoted in “Imaginary Books”, at Languagehat, 27 Mar 014; JBR; “Package Recovery Unit”, email rec’d 28 Mar 014 approx 7:29 AM PDT]
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