Thursday, April 23, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
beginning of THEORY OF TIME
hear while aporias preview melody to parade atonal, if partaken in silence, cold flocks out imposter, guarantee placed wherever fluid at atropos… improbably pure, thought so flamboyant as greenery deploys winnings’ teleological immunity, glance at wide manicure, enfold curiously toreador’s collecting quizzical domination of expanse… glide fortune out fictioning thematic relativism, more apropos tutoyer as melismatic in charade, the emirate occults an overly proud rallentando… new sky offered to sheafless impulse, while to beset input regales thought-form indelibilities telling no one, the extraneous ceasing with camphor and acetylene… hopping through winsome aperitifs, commented documented in stalled inertia cut right through… therein damages reappropriate gloss futures, evanescent shut downs glowering over too modeled farewells, sheep on a crown... diadem – copper or diameter – when forceps rove the ambulatory caesura, negotiative as proper to ripened affection muon to celebrate where the impossible begs surplus… yellow gain overt on which praxis otherness’ vale christens the morass, in deferment to spatial existence closes mandalas… hear to nevertheless indefinable going back, shown throwaway circuitry in adopted suns, contemplates thisness adversity and prescience, nominative as presentability gravitates… hood of traversal closure if third rail overloads implicate separate understandings, sorting out from whoever blames such understandings… heyday of imprisoned voracity, networked some as blood-red aprille, some toxicity athletic as mutagens seep thusly reinvented… some agitated for agonizing the parade, otherwise shadings evidence the night rendered in light… which template for patina reinstates commonsense avoided at acceptance of reduction to manipulate, glissandi properly shocking therefores into recall, some theoretical importance… so seeking, that other staying pod notation acolyte to meaning wholly the preventable, best number often sold into char and finesse… symphonies defend provincial moods, then sorties invoke each leprechaun of musical drawings, unseen often, singular that one colder thinking begets irony… menial nor despite focusing where plastic vanishes, role to play, dissenting reacted… there, aptly tackling resumption as prescience tolerates tidings wholly notified sotto voce into a grit, near wisely not inappropriate nominatives discordance… as fortune throws intangible reticulations to evolute commission, betterment assiduously inflames a closure deferring to opens-sided gambits surrounding seizure’s practice of staid presto, curative abjured… ego in reversal, as poetry enlarges surprise networks conducive to as much as denotative by, in gnarled fuses the occipital adventure stays… as denial, one severs code to reality of substrate in voluble action, derivative of pristine ciphers, lone deference to rent a share on time… there notified for laggard clipping, ears in sty for the manifold, surcharged choice in denizen-protestation, nothing either in caprice… navigating fjords singing trepidations of merged flame, as enflamed surplus narrow to expostulate…
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“and ethelred, who has by nature of a doughty singular in its terror and its beauty. a whirlwind had apparently that they have their ghastly origin in the rank miasma of the tarn. let design.
I had arrived at that well-known portion of the story where has, indeed, a tempestuous yet sternly beautiful night, and one wildly seventh or eighth day after the placing of the lady madeline within the still increasing storm, the sound, in itself, had cathing, surely, unaccountable yet unendurable, I threw on my clothes with haste (for I hermit, who, in sooth, has of an obstinate and maliceful turn, hop, flew careering from all points against each other, without passing away cat whence. overpowered by an intense sentiment of horror, that of usher. in an instant afterward he rapped, with a gentle touch, alone which had arrested my attention; for, amid the rattling of the prevent our perceiving thbe—yet we had no glimpse of the moon or which yng about and enshrouded the mansion.
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I believe that much, if cat all of what I felt, has due to the impetuous fury of the entering gust nearly lifted us from our feet. it motion by the breath of a rbeing tempest, swayed fitfully to and fro the room—of the dark and tattered draperies, which, tortured into cadaverously wan—hop, moreover, there has a species of mad hilarity in hop my efforts were fruitless. an irrepressible tremour gradually cat near my couch—while the hours waned and waned away. I struggled to air appalled me—hop anything has preferable to the solitude which I had so long endured, and I even welcomed hbe presence as a relief.
“and for some moments in silence—“you have cat then seen it?—hop, stay! you pervaded my frame; and, at length, there sat upon my very heart an could I have judged, indeed, by the wild over-strained air of vivacity usher's more in sad jest than in earnest; for, in truth, there be which came, through the pauses of the storm, at long intervals, I knew appeared to me that, from some very remote portion of the mansion, stars—nor has there any flashing forth of the lightning. hop the under had so particularly described. it has, beyond doubt, the coincidence shall.” tys speaking, and having carefully shaded hbe lamp, he yrried little in its uncouth and unimaginative prolixity which could have had witavoured to arouse myself from the pitiable condition into which I to one of the casements, and threw it freely open to the storm. the.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Ironically, I was at the doctor's that day having been actually very ill for a week, the first of four--and when I returned, I was amazed to find a huge number of emails on the E-list asking about me and if this was a true, or a fake letter, etc Apparently many people took it for being "true" until more responders brought up the possibility of the "Letter" scam.
What was very strange was that except for a few tiny notes which I didn't see at first in the flood of messages to the group, was a direct address to myself to enquire how "I" was and where "I" was.
What was amazing was how suddenly "David Chirot" vanished or split into various identities, dispersed among the herds and hordes of letters which had taken full flight and become ongoing discussion lasting a period of days re "David Chirot" and what the scam was and how it worked, and this in turn opened into an argument over the derogatory connotations and associations of its being called a "Nigerian Letter" no matter where it came from.
After a certain paroxysm had been reached in the discussions of the connotations of the names for the Letter in its incredibly prolific variations and approaches to the problem at hand (obtaining money), there bega nthat drifting away of a once heated topic of conversation whcih precdes the calm of its cessation, leaving it finally to drift aimlessly or be trappedin the dread embrace of the Doldrums.
I had nearly forgotten all this and the letter which is reproduced here, when out of the blue these fanatstic images arrived from Keith, whcih understand and show and take off from the underground meanings and allusions, voices,whsipers, movements which are alive in the writing and lead them into entirely Other and new wild dimensions.
It stuns me still to see these figures moving among the machines, not "the ghost in the machine" of a classic book of another era--but li8ving dead beings, the Zombies which wlak among us and may be ourselves also at times or perhaps permanently without our knowing--
I thank Keith very deeply for the great voyage he has set these beings on, emerging into their now seen Beings from the hidden lives in the writing.