item #0058

To Karen, Hants, 50s, willing to relocate ....

You are starving me. For your information, you are starving me as I type. I cannot surround myself any longer. Everybody has their opinion, some people disagree on certain subjects, but you are starving me, utterly. It's hard to tell what's what, due to the nature of not knowing more about it. I am now widely dangerous; I am now especialising. I don't know anything about what you are doing to me. I am questioning death because proper precautions were not taken. My style is far from intimate. I won't get involved because I realise too much.

Blocking you from now. Delete bitch.

Andrea Gainsborough

nasard the ferryman

atomic

middled-thru.
the red rag to
burning books

camus that arab
zion dejaniro

i did the laundry
in your dirty war
hitched to your congress

brink that border
purloin that trope

els.where.iii

Hello again *, This is all good stuff; and I can clearly see you mapping the terrain you are seeking to highlight. Yes - to the periphery, the boundary, the edge of things. That, perhaps - in one sense, at least - is where one is likely to stumble upon a concentration of 'noise'. Fuzzy thoughts are needed; a certain blurring of the vision; squinting of the eye; some method by which elements of classical logic can be used to illuminate quantum logic, if you will. I'm minded here of Borges - for his admix of supposed truth with supposed fiction, his disrespect for categories and categorical thinking. He, for me, was the first effective poststructuralist. From his node flows, say, Derrida, Lyotard, Foucault. And yes, postmodernism is flagged here. But instead of flocking to that, I say flock to Borges. Best wishes, *

Robert Rauschenberg dies, at 82

He joins R B Kitaj, Derek Bailey ... endless luminaries of late. That late-Modernist generation dropping like flies.

els.where.ii

Hello again *. Glad the response helped; though it's a complex debate, as I previously said, and there are many issues within it, therefore. One has to start somewhere, though - so I think, and I originally hoped, that my analogy of figuration / narrative might function as one method of opening up a central structure of one possible debate on this subject, as I see it. I'm no real close-reader of the noise-artists you cite, sorry; so any comment I might offer would be general. There is, though, a certain 'listener transcendence' possible I think with exposure to pure noise - as opposed to, say, limited passages of same within, say, a rock structure: ie. King Crimson, The Fall. The danger here, in my view, is that that can tend toward escapism, zoning out; when, to my mind, the object is to zone in. There are different kinds of noise, of course - all giving off differing conceptual attitudes, allusions etc. Harmonic distortion, for example, can offer alternative forms of supposed beauty - insofar as one can eventually hear pleasing tonal qualities, melody and so forth; as one can see faces etc. in an abstract painting. This is an effect of the logicality of the brain, of course; as it makes sense of what might be intended non-sensically. Thus, that initial avant-gardist intention is rationalised, ratified, nullified, rendered aesthetic only. I called this decoration in my previous response; and, for me, that has a negative connotation. That is why, for me personally, there has to be some kind of connection to - in effect - language, the so-called 'real world'; this to say, there must be some kind of meaningful attempt to offer elements of understandable communication. In that way, one can offer a message which might convey useful ideas about the world, rather than offering an escape from same. An artistic commitment to the latter seems to be overtly recreational, to my mind; and that is the last thing I see art as. Best wishes, *

els.wher.

Hello *

Thank you for your message. To offer a short, perhaps pithy, response to begin ... For me, 'pure' noise tends too far toward abstraction, and thus decoration. To continue the analogy, I think noise per se functions best if meaningful degrees of figuration are retained. In other words, references to some kind of narrative content are needed if noise is not to lapse into banal aesthetics. The shock of pure noise relies upon its difference in a certain context - that is, its out-of-contextness, say as a passage in a pop tune. Used thus, expectations are confounded and a kind of Modernist point is made; insofar as formal qualities are changed, challenged, hybridised. There is here, a dialectic at work. The problem for this is that repeated shock ceases to shock; and thus noise - lacking other opportunities to cause narrative to come into being, lacking other means to 'say', that is - instead of maintaining iconoclasm becomes a form of conservatism. In my view, this is because its political power is too dependent upon that initial shock, and once such shocks are themselves normalised they become merely quaint, and thus easily ratified.

Best wishes,

*

6

Out Christ.1

1. NzNzNziiiiiii, hiss.tor.eeee.
theol present to remind.
error work of informary
on these matters, mind.

2. Code in origin
off-Bible babble divine
off-trope import
dear reader, refine.

.444

A motive study; some abundant scholarship. We move on them, utterly available, sectioning their libraries. By way of example,

item #0021

Termination ifs-out use. Rats, sinking ship... etc., please. (Or, her loosely-wrought bra, knickery, headsock, and so forth.) I fail to refer you, I know. There are theoretical approaches or there is withering inclusivity, the ring-fence of motherbeings, tit-drunk and structural. No high generality. None. No, my sex is some quintet, quadruply-uninfluenced, fourfoldedly-rhetorical, spitting. I still see you, though, the subversive. You have a poet on pain of uneven breath (and all that logic), carelessly renting. Write me a demonstration; I am your co-dependent, alchemically eliminating, Nin-to-fiv. In other words, Greyfriar, share your system! If I am, as you say, motionally-convergent, I am so only on common land, and in an attempt to uncover your own list of unquestioned metaphors. (Nature is taken-for-granted, as you have said. I am clearly objective, as you say.) So what?

duamtor x

item #8026

I am taking you into account, as it were, both in order to take you and in order to account for you. I am supposing that, in all this taking and accounting, I am, at the same time, taking account of you. This is surely to arrive at, what one might term, meaning. Meaning, in turn, is, at the same time, accountable and taken - that is to say, it is both burdened and ratified. Indeed, it is on account of its takenness that meaning is itself, that it is able to be itself.

21 tropes of gaglight

dad the wall. mum the gun.

knock knock

Gestalt ka-boom. Then ditto. One maso. One sado. All fall down.

(Crossing herself, Limb writes, 'I bear his mouth'; adding, 'and, with it, I am worshipped'.)

ordnance

lamb

preter.extract.ur.

hatemail from karate kids

Above even, lies odd. Man wants respect.

First of all
1.1 Vex, to ease [...] 1.2 distress yourself to him sexually 1.3 Reality depreciates 1.4 You sooth 1.5 Anger (for a man is word) 1.6 Revolve the woman, revolve her 1.7 If she is herself, if she is the first and last, revolve around round her ever-wising 1.8 Warm your hero 1.9 Crow

+ Woman way.

2.1 Sense poses / supposes. Tethered 2.2 Strength diminishes 2.3 Leap Leap Leap 2.4 Science hopes (in lieu) 2.5 Oughtness, eachness. Testifies. 2.6 The universe is a mess 2.7 It may be a becausal thing 2.8 Fetch hard and often 2.9 Craze on

Good luck.

croc

dress in rags
midlife sags
fawn of kate
see of slate

in and out
goes redoubt
up and down
quim of gown

croc sucker
croc sucker
croc doc doc

slip and slide
slicer pry
butcher dates
your spinning plates

high and low
nee to floor
thumb you down
quim of town

croc sucker
croc sucker
croc doc doc

item #6208

Oh, yes, I suppose so ... whatever; or, as you say, '...wha evvrrrrrrrrrrrr...'. I can no longer fix. (6) Clearly, I can no longer fix.ee. (6ee.) Trip-wire ...oh my cabled heart desire? I have never been street. I see no tv. I slip only soup by you ... I mean mush ideas, shapeless brain bray bray prey prey. Hedging you get me... hedging on. I'm such a prick. You trailed as much. But implode? Let's dissolve.

I keep this box. Explosives. Gun of Dad. Grenade ... ka-boom the mum. Fuck you right up. No trouble.

item #0088

See the joke is, he's not insensitive, Helena, you are. And no, he's no fun this end. You're missing nothing. I'm bored out of my tiny mind listening to the details of his calender three nights a week. Are you satisfied to know that...? Both of you, are you satisfied? Truth is, you are and always will be glad to burden me. It's what you both said you wanted - you know, privately, separately, to me, bending my ear; even though I begged you not to. You're sat on the back of my neck, wet-farting down my spine, in all your cartoon indignity; like greasy hairless baboons. If you persist, I will cut you into pieces with my funny bones.

item #0912

I'd love you to use that silence to present something orchestral. What you did was great. Can I suggest some chordal themes? If I sent you information like that - ie. E9th(aug4th) to Cmaj6th, B11 to A9 - could you use it? In other words, do you work like that? I could break the chords down into notes - as my presentations are guitaristic perhaps.

item #0911

The timing is fine - offered as a slice of sound for your alterations & additions, giving you opportunity to extend over the effective silence; if you see what I mean. The eventual pieces will be 9'11 each, rigid; thus making the inference toward the event itself, but without getting didactic, documentorial. For me, the titles do the same thing... the notion of a devolving god ... against ... the symbol of US spirituality ... the dollar, with its eye in the triangle, and those connections to Freemasonary. Two cults. Two towers. Two pieces. Two collaborants ... you and I.

apostle j recording

adorate
adore adoral form now until late v late.

asunder part of 2083.
(for sanity).

prophecies beget freewill.
ending in cul-de-wittgenKill.

species seven even thunders tell.
..........................rebel rebel rebel.

action of apostle j recording.
proceeds, detail exterminating.

finality is of no account.
seventy-seven-seven shout.

(nth concerns demise.)
u States triangle eye.

(regional) government by tendril.
a million die unfulfilled.

events unfurl.
for and against the word.

item #6302

1. On Science. Accord to biogr., or event. Subj viz Obj. Regard all as confrontation; for morale poses threats just as certainty prys upon ill-preparednesses. Still, undergo these consecuences, or don't; prepersonify, or don't.

2. On Scenery. Further is furthermoria. (Yes, he had been made aware of the cowardice of the majority.) Furtherer, there is a general lack of respect. The integer is bent of shape, for example. Individuate this corollary, or don't; challenge its popularity, or don't.

3. On the Journey. Firstly, oh pubis opini, how found? How much, oh tower deriver? Form self as self? With illimitation, this might be existentL. What was possible then is unimportant now, however. Currently, can we e.vent? Can we unmove histo? Reason states this; but only as anxiety.

These are the sequences of freedom: Kierkegaard was mocked; Dostoevsky was exiled.

item #0662

Yes, physicalisation might be mere metaphor, an oxymoron perhaps. Unconsciousness has it representations everywhere - as we are motivated from that place in ways barely understood. But overt presentations of 'this is about the unconscious' usually fail. Better, I'd say, to accept the weirdness of consciousness per se.

item #0661

Yes, absolutely ... and when one injects, say, surrealism or humour into the equation ... things get stranger still. But, by the by - almost in a Hegelian dialectical way - surreality's intentioned antithesis itself becomes thesis. I have this notion of a moral surrealism - one that does not seek to tell kinds of lies; a surrealism which reveals truths about reality, accepting that it is part of reality, rather than pretending it is other than reality. The best humour does this - taking reality temporarily out of kilter, but returning to reality itself something stronger.

item #0660

The Ryder story is nice! (I never liked the Mondays. But the band I was in at the time ... several of those were fans. So I'm familiar with them.) Intentions/intentionality ... interesting stuff, so mysterious. Hard enough attempting to work out the intent of others, when we may not even be so sure of our own motivations. Yet, analyses of most anything turn upon the supposed usefulness and appropriateness of such things. I'm sure you're familiar with the concept of 'The Intentionalist Fallacy'. The way most inquiry into art is conducted relies upon attempting to locate intentions, put through a pop admix of Freud & Existentialism, sometimes economics/materialism - offered as a system by which to judge things. Ryder just didn't play the game the interviewer wanted him to; we might think he was playing his own game; we might think he was intentionally being iconoclastic, his own man. But it may well be simply that Ryder was too drugged-up. An essay I like is 'Art History, Art Criticism and Explanation', Michael Baldwin et al, in (ed.) Francis Frascina, Pollock and After: The Critical Debate, pp. 191-216. Baldwin et al function as the art-group, Art & Language - who, under different line-ups of personnel, has contributed to Conceptual Art from the earliest times. Charles Harrison is amongst the group. He's a lecturer at The Open University. Great writer. The essay itself deals with your 'problem' in terms of problems associated with anthropology, but which have general application, and specific application when one is given the tasks of explaining works of art. I'd say works of art are only utterances; so the same is true of any utterance, any communicative act. How it lands in our brain from the brain of another is, of course, the question. Anthropology has various techniques for inquiry; but these fall into either (a) going native or (b) remaining outside, looking in. The essay deals with the so-called 'Trobriand Island Problem'. Roughly speaking, this is the problem of an inquirer joining the group to be researched - going native. This impacts upon such things as eyewitness-accounts, first-hand experience. Massive problems with the veracity of both, as I'm sure you know. Still, such primary knowledge reigns supreme in our society. In a sense, Ryder was being asked for his primary knowledge about himself. He might, though, be the last to know! The other thing is his silence was no doubt used by those wanting to paint him as a radical. The truth, though, might be very different. The essay deals with this in a revealing way.

item #0079

I prefer canopies of exception. For me, there is nothing overtly mature. My few applications - invisible though they are to you - model intimacy within archives of introspection. If I thumb further, I thumb invasively. (Her hands, for instance.) I shelve no restraint. Meanwhile, you flap your tongue to no conclusion, no endowment. You believe this encourages me. It does not. I prefer providence, and its lack of interest in ideology, and I favour time, and its army of subsequences. You, in contrast, are always open to new ideas. Why? Firm understanding is not so versatile, believe me.

I am characterised by my exceptions, I think, and I fear adulteration in order to remain that way. Most things are a matter of administration.

item #6006

These few sentences... fist of rational viz mystique, 'leaps of conclusion', or so on. Today, this is all there is, just more

1. Dandruff of the Orator.

Continue please...

1.1 On on onward, triste of tag wheel, id solar id solar id solar, lights upon, what?, knowledge?
1.2 Logic repeats rationale judgements, 'judgements irrationale', judgements nonetheless.
1.3 New experience forms essentialism, but is neither essential nor quasi-essential; it is, instead, knowing.
1.4 Absolution changes thought. Such execution promises end-result, but wrongly so. Ha.
1.5 Will is process. (See how they run.) Wilfulness may only be ergo anon, however.
1.6 Tradition implies consequence; tradition implies limitation. Consequently, we traditionally limit.
1.7 That said, reluctance goes beyond some limitations, implying some direction.
1.8 Components of this concept are works of art.
1.9 Ideation is physical. In other words, baby, let's get physical.

2. Blind Networks (of some Bach Utensil 911).

Do not necessitate me, please; proceed in order to set unexpected directions. Can you? I am ideas in the mind. Are you? Can you afford your formalities? I understood my conduct was in question; yet you said little in person. It may never reach a viewing, I know, but may we induce something soon? My ideas pull upon your chain, as you said previously. I share something like the same concept; and since no formality is intrinsic or expressive, that might be enough. For instance, if maths then literature; if literature then maths.... See, I am concerned only with grey exception. The past applies all over me and how I am.... Meet me at the alter, please.

(OR/ crisisian tempt to all, exempt ........no-one waiting. [strokes ..'ch ch ch change is [b'jesus man's desiring [understating.

3. aporial. sweet aporial. triste of sealight, i c u. aporial. sweet aporial. triste of gaglight, i c u.

(Proposition: I sign in order to Be; that is, I sign in order to signify Being.)

3.1 End-Spirit: Body affirms Earth; ergo, body affirms region: If so, it follows that spiritual development is corporeal development. In other words, get some exercise.
3.2 Philological-End-Spirit: I stress bodily development. Likewise, I stress the eroticisation of this development. Put the ego in pain - or pay the price. Many are offended by this, I know. They lie in gutters of their own making. They work for furniture.
3.3 Their Static Lists Reject You...What Now?: You are offended by your exclusion; yet, it is the making of you and your greatest weapon. Divide further; ruthlessly divide. Make division your means of expression.
3.4 War Eroticises Pain; Peace Eroticises Life: Not so. You are asleep, and no-one is watching over you. Recordings are made of you, but these are immediately erased, with their cases stabbed onto spikes in public places.
3.5 Society? ...At Best, We See Hubs of Personification: We create your reality and your opinions, by importing fantastic places into us. See our fountainheads. For us, you function as the people we are to love.
3.6 A Suspect Human Nature?: Indeed this is so. People tend toward corruption. In light of this, we are authoritarian, in seeing all these tendencies as disconnections from reality. Our abstractions defy testing. Attempt no contrast, please.
3.7 The Universe is Unnatural: You crave the ability to distinguish yourself from this, we know. You merely play at fighting, however.
3.8 Stereotype Your Enemy: You have basic mistrust - which is good; but this needs guidance. Corruption is a science which is itself corruptible. In celebrating this diversity, you fail to impose uniform values. Pure authority, and its attendant hostilities, brings reason to impersonality.
3.9 Impersonality Presumes Uniformity Anew: The virtue of this is direction. History values systems. We favour inquisitions and purges, and evangelise same.

lol

Sharon & Anita xx

Paul Raven RIP

Killing Joke's 'Inferno', with errors

Southern countries
Come in 20 chains
When the dust picks the dust
All the things are crossed insane
And my skin, feel my skin
Getting melanoma
Scorcher scorcher
Tell me when it's over
Tell me when the nightmare's over
Drop shell bomb
Inferno
Drop shell bomb
Inferno
Brother brother kill brother now
Mother mother I'm alone
Mother mother my love is gone
What's happened at my home
Father father kill son
Cousin cousin why?
Father father ... my head
Father father just after my wife
Fire your home
Inferno
Drop shell bomb
Inferno
Fuckin' situation
You're a sociopath
With the best intention
Leaders that bleed us
Shit on your descendants
Eyes flying in the sky
Eye in the triangle
Talk good on the phone
Everything is wrong
And my mind turns black
And my mind turns black
And my mind turns black
Cause there's seizures in my Big Mac
Fire your home
Inferno
Drop shell bomb
Inferno
Fire your home
Inferno
Drop shell bomb
Inferno

William Blake

arbus 1000 eye

item #0081

Hi. Sandra, 41, Newcastle, UK, willing to relocate.

Please, firstly, know that quasi malfunctions in me, and I am unable to end messages. So, I apologise a priori and Urlocale. As such, in my termoil, I am awaiting approval of any kind. If you already know this, and if you are thinking of messaging me, I love you a priori and Urlocale. Only you attach me.

See ... levitation, as advertised. Rise with me or I will have to alone - predetermined and relinquished, in some slow show of meaning.

Whore sounds like you.

Thanks.

turncoat

item #6600

These few sentences... fist of rational viz mystique, 'leaps of conclusion', or so on. Today, this is all there is, just more

1. Dandruff of the Orator.

Continue please...

1.1 On on onward, triste of tag wheel, id solar id solar id solar, lights upon, what?, knowledge?
1.2 Logic repeats rationale judgements, 'judgements irrationale', judgements nonetheless.
1.3 New experience forms essentialism, but is neither essential nor quasi-essential; it is, instead, knowing.
1.4 Absolution changes thought. Such execution promises end-result, but wrongly so. Ha.
1.5 Will is process. (See how they run.) Wilfulness may only be ergo anon, however.
1.6 Tradition implies consequence; tradition implies limitation. Consequently, we traditionally limit.
1.7 That said, reluctance goes beyond some limitations, implying some direction.
1.8 Components of this concept are works of art.
1.9 Ideation is physical. In other words, baby, let's get physical.

2. Blind Networks (of some Bach Utensil 911).

Do not necessitate me, please; proceed in order to set unexpected directions. Can you? I am ideas in the mind. Are you? Can you afford your formalities? I understood my conduct was in question; yet you said little in person. It may never reach a viewing, I know, but may we induce something soon? My ideas pull upon your chain, as you said previously. I share something like the same concept; and since no formality is intrinsic or expressive, that might be enough. For instance, if maths then literature; if literature then maths.... See, I am concerned only with grey exception. The past applies all over me and how I am.... Meet me at the alter, please.

I am no context

I am no context,
No solving-system.
My implements are embedded,
But within schism.

I cannot list acquisitions;
Nor can I softly combine same.
My efforts provide citations,
But no reign.

There is no misinformation
In my mimic of the scene,
Yet my models automate
Only spleen.

As process gets colder,
I operate mere experience,
Descriptions and parameters,
To affect performance.

Befallen-Box

I feel only Befallen-Box.
Preserver, I am your received information,
Reclaim your property, please.
Until, I labour, questionable, as iteration.

This only vaguely merges, I know,
And, previously, I was not allowed out from under her.
Her superior, principled dependence
Found consolation in ever-inequal shares.

For my own part,
I had been serviceable, and proud,
It was not in my power to live further in,
Or, indeed, further out.

Instead, I remained without complaint,
At best a conduit, at worse otherwise.
Seeking the torment of recollection,
Remembrance of her crimes.

item #1903

User Name or Description: Are you (a) City (b) Country? And what Height, Weight, Age? Is there, perhaps, such a thing as Orientation, or, in some related way, Ethnicity? Are you Joined?
I am Venal Female, London, UK, 5'1", 154 lbs, 52, Straight, yet Caucasian. It is 01/28/08. I am
Actively Seeking (Expert) Christianity

J.G. Power-Ballard, Cafe Abdab, 2008

girl trumpet. ergo anon.

Popper, conjectures

atomics

Herrschaft Knechtschaft.
Speculative Parallelization.
We often think that we are in charge of a situation.

lol

item #6108

Proposition: I sign in order to Be; that is, I sign in order to signify Being.
This missive is an attempt to explain.

1.1 End-Spirit
Body affirms Earth; ergo, body affirms region. If so, it follows that spiritual development is corporeal development. In other words, get some exercise.
1.2 Philological-End-Spirit
I stress bodily development. Likewise, I stress the eroticisation of this development. Put the ego in pain - or pay the price. Many are offended by this, I know. They lie in gutters of their own making. They work for furniture.
1.3 Their Static Lists Reject You...What Now?
You are offended by your exclusion; yet, it is the making of you and your greatest weapon. Divide further; ruthlessly divide. Make division your means of expression.
1.4 War Eroticises Pain; Peace Eroticises Life
Not so. You are asleep, and no-one is watching over you. Recordings are made of you, but these are immediately erased, with their cases stabbed onto spikes in public places.
1.5 Society? ...At Best, We See Hubs of Personification
We create your reality and your opinions, by importing fantastic places into us. See our fountainheads. For us, you function as the people we are to love.
1.6 A Suspect Human Nature?
Indeed this is so. People tend toward corruption. In light of this, we are authoritarian, in seeing all these tendencies as disconnections from reality. Our abstractions defy testing. Attempt no contrast, please.
1.7 The Universe is Unnatural
You crave the ability to distinguish yourself from this, I know. You merely play at fighting, however.
1.8 Stereotype Your Enemy
You have basic mistrust - which is good; but this needs guidance. Corruption is a science which is itself corruptible. In celebrating this diversity, you fail to impose uniform values. Pure authority, and its attendant hostilities, brings reason to impersonality.
1.9 Impersonality Presumes Uniformity Anew
The virtue of this is direction. History values systems. We favour inquisitions and purges, and evangelise same.

lol

Sharon & Anita x