8.09.2012

Is reading




Is reading a prison then? A book reading to a prison.A  prisoner of the book. Take any book like Situations by Jean-Paul Sartre , the one with the essay, an astonishing one , about Tintoretto. 

What about it? 

Well it's a  translation and the writing is  incredible. Tough, strong, polemical, swinging. Trenchant a fancy English word no one uses .


No one?

No one.  

And why ought they to? Ought be the superlative plus of any situation. A Y on the dawning of No  and N.




What then are you reading?

A book by so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so.


And what are they about?

It's a prison . Explanation is a prison. A trying thief waiting for a tugging god. A dog hung backwards off a two wheeled woman. Unlike  a waste of time, a man must find a manner, a way to read. A reading writing. A thing what's her name hoped to understand. She didn't . She's locked into her head. Age. Her head age. Like Jacky. Locked in a bock and a bourgeois come-down. What does it get called ? figur(ine)e of speech. Reading.


You just won't admit anything will you?

Admit? Admit? Admit what a scholarship? a night among bawdy buttocks reclining women nude in the off side blanket of death.


What sort of metaphor is this?

Who speaks of metaphor? I am speaking about desire. Not the metaphor, but the machine that makes them blink. Always trying to find a way to make them work.


8.03.2012

'reading' gaol



And  do we read Recall to poetry? or live it? is it a spring text,  weaving its way to the honey,

    the horn?

death of a hemale

How you read is by previews. A long the side of the text: thus_______________

if yer male, then what's maiL? what's fee_mail? is this a question fluxing derrida might post as choosing the ebb of flux dom for the domain of merging mails and male? what is male if not mail? be honest yer post was 'chock-a-block' with errors from the cave of errant employers. A program where Kathy Acker stood washing her face. And you remembered that, that time , at the hotel, and it was nothing nothing nothing to paint or speak as the flow was ebbed right out of the street and the creation of Art was a continuous flood where you Maxed your maid. Art continues where death drops off, and the trope is being finality.

P.S. _ Max Ernst.






: death of a hemale

machine book blog| and

machine book blog. its good. where it now standing. a figure of speech, is , inthis case,a figure of blog. this blog and others are like the Elizabethan period of publishing and freeforming, perhaps more so than even the early 20the century. was.
or blogs are books on the running air.

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The book has yet to perform yet has done this where blogs cut even more . the liability of disappearing becomings is a deterritorializations of the nth degree. a lover's body vanished.

'… A singualrities , a rupture of sense, a cut, a fragmentation, the detachment of a semiotic content – in a dadaist or surrealist manner – can originate mutant nuclei of subjectivation. Just as chemistry has to purify complex mixtures to extract atomic and homogeneous molecular matter, thus creating an infinite scale of chemical entities that have no prior existence, the same is true in the 'extraction' and 'seperation' of aesthetic subjectivities or partial objects…that make an immense complexification of subjectivity possibile – harmonies, polyphonies, counterpoints, rhythms and existential orchestrations, until know unheard and unknown." Chaosmosis _Felix Guattari
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Where literary criticism fails even theory is that it does not step far[e] enough Outside of teaching pedagogical functions.

cuts out the flux
flow

______________ You were trying to be literary!____
it was okay.
Night was night.
And dog was dog.

Now the two are number!

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