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WRITHING
w.i.p.
Again, I ask: is there any info? Your goal is to get the wire around your neck?
“I'm asking again: Were you meant to be blind that God gave you those hands? Were you meant to be mute that God gave you those eyes?”
I ask again: did you have to be blind, that God has given you those hands? Are you meant to be mute, that God has given you these eyes?
I ask again: you must be blind, that God has given you the hands? You're meant to be silent, that God has given these eyes?
I ask again: you must be blind, and that God gave you hands, please? You are destined to remain silent, God gave these eyes?
I ask again: you must be blind and God gave you hands, please? You are destined to remain silent, God gave these eyes?
I ask again: you must be blind and God gave you hands, please? Are intended to remain silent, God gave these eyes?
I ask again: you must be blind and God gave you hands, please? Is meant to tie, God gave these eyes?
I ask again: should you blind and God gave you hands, please? Is meant to bind, God gave these eyes?
I ask you again: you should be blind and God gave you hands, please? Is intended to bind, God gave these eyes?
I ask once again: you should be blind and God gave you hands, please? Is intended to bind, God gave these eyes?
I ask once again: you should be blind and God gave you hands, please? Is intended to bind, God gave to these eyes?
I ask once again: you are blind and God gave hands you, please? It is intended to bind, God gave these eyes?
I ask once again: are: you are blind, and God gave you hands, please? Its purpose is to bind, God gave these eyes?
I ask once again: are, you blind, And God had you But, please? He purpose and is for a cord round her neck, whom your eyes?
I ask again: are you blind, God would you, please? The goal is for wire around her neck, who?
Again I ask: are there blind, God would you, please? The goal is to get the wire around his neck, who?
Once again I ask: are there any blind, the Lord will you, please? The goal is to get the wire around his neck, which?
Once again I ask: are there any blind, the Lord shall come, please? The goal is to get the wire around his neck, which?
Once again I ask: are there any blind primary enforcement, please? Get the wire around the neck of his goal?
Once again I ask: are there any blind Please note enforcement? His goal is to get the wire around the neck of the?
Once again I ask: are there any blind Please note enforcement? His goal is to get the wire around your neck?
Again I ask: are there any blind Please note? His goal is to get the wire around her neck?
Again I ask: are there any blind Note? His goal is to get the wire around your neck?
Again I ask: are there any blind Note? His goal is to get the wire around your neck?
Again I ask: is there any note blind? Your goal is to get the wire around your neck?
Again, I ask: is there any Note? Your goal is to get the wire around your neck?
Again, I ask: is there any info? Your goal is to get the wire around your neck?
BRUCE NAUMAN - FALSE SILENCES, 1975
I DON’T SWEAT
I HAVE NO ODOR
I INHALE, DON’T EXHALE
NO URINE
I DON’T DEFECATE: NO EXCRETIONS OF ANY KIND
I CONSUME ONLY
OXYGEN, ALL FOODS, ANY FORM
I SEE, HEAR
I DON’T SPEAK, MAKE NO OTHER SOUNDS, YOU CAN’T HEAR MY HEART, MY FOOTSTEPS
NO EXPRESSIONS, NO COMMUNICATION OF ANY KIND
AN OBSERVER, A CONSUMER, A USER ONLY
MY BODY ABSORBS ALL COMMUNICATIONS, EMOTIONS, SUCKS UP HEAT AND COLD
SUPER REPTILIAN SOAKING UP ALL KNOWLEGE, COMPACTOR OF ALL INFORMATION
NOT GROWING
I FEEL DON’T TOUCH
I HAVE NO CONTROL OVER THE KINDS AND QUALITIES OF THOUGHTS
I COLLECT. I CAN’T PROCESS
I CAN’T REACT TO OR ACT ON SENSATION
NO EMOTIONAL RESPONSE TO SITUATIONS
THERE IS NO REACTION OF INSTINCT TO PHYSICAL OR MENTAL THREATS
YOU CAN’T REACH ME. YOU CAN’T HURT ME
I CAN SUCK YOU DRY
YOU CAN’T HURT ME
YOU CAN’T HELP ME
SHUFFLE THE PAGES
FIND ME A LINE
ARAPAHOE, ARAPAHOE
WHERE DID YOU GO
I BLINK MY EYES
TO KEEP THE TIME
"Complicated and confusing, think of it like a Kaleidoscope and dancing entropy Pearl dry cough, skin, there are thousands of little pieces that you need."
"my insides are a kaleidoscope, millions of colorful patterns playing just under the surface of my skin made of thousands of tiny beads and shards and gems and stones dancing together in infinite complexity chaotic entropy yet perfect harmony"
BRUCE NAUMAN - FLAYED EARTH/FLAYED SELF (SKIN/SINK), 1973
Peeling skin peeling earth - peeled earth
raw earth, peeled skin
The problem is to divide your
skin into six equal parts
lines starting at your feet and
ending at your head (five lines to make six
equal surface areas) to twist and spiral
into the ground, your skin peeling off
stretching and expanding to cover the surface
of the earth indicated by the spiraling
waves generated by the spiraling twisting
screwing descent and investiture (investment
or investing) of the earth by your swelling body.
Spiraling twisting ascent descent screwing in
screwing out screwing driving diving
invest invert convert relent relax control
release, give in, given. Twisting driving down.
Spiraling up screwing up screwed up screwed
Twisted mind, twist and turn, twist and shout.
Squirm into my mind so I can get into
your mind your body our body
arcing ache, circling warily then
pressed together, pressing together,
forced.
Surface reflection, transmission, refractionsurface
tension absorption, adsorbtion
Standing above and to one side of yourself-
schizoid - not a dislocation, but a
bend or brake (as at the surface of water or a
clear liquid - quartz or a transparent crystal)
(transparent crying)
I HAVE QUICK HANDS MY MIND IS ALERT
I HOLD MY BODY READY FOR INSPIRATION
ANTICIPATION ANY SIGN RESPIRATION
ANY SIGH I THINK NEITHER AHEAD NOR
BEHIND READY BUT NOT WAITING NOT
ON GUARD NOT PREPARED.
Rushing:
I AM AN IMPLODING LIGHT BULB
(imagine a more perfect abstract sphere)
Draw in energy rushing toward you -
toward your center.
(Fools rush in - Russian fools)
Try to get it down on paper - try to
get it in writing (try to get it written down -
try to write it down): Some evidence of a
state - a mark to prove you were there: Kilroy
(make a mark to prove you are here)
Suspension of belief, suspension of an object
object of suspension - to hang.
Talking of a particular space - the space a
few inches above and below the floor and within
the area bounded by and described by the taped
lines.
NOW INFORMATION RUSHING AWAY FROM THE CENTER
TOWARD THE PERIMETER A FEW INCHES ABOVE THE FLOOR.
A kind of vertical compression of space or do you
see it as a lightening or expanding opening in
space - just enough to barely let you in - not
so you could just step into it but so that you might
be able to crawl into it to lie in it to bask in it
to bathe in it.
Can it crush you - very heavy space - (gravity is
very important here) (or for important read strong)
Imagine a heavy gas sinking to the floor: If you
walk or otherwise disturb it, it will disperse
so you must use a great deal of care - go slow
(as though you were to enter water making neither
waves nor sounds. It’s not so easy)
Be thin.
NOTHING
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"Often the eyes. Ham laser glass, dust and smoke, two hummingbirds at the edges."
"many-face your eyes change like the weather. blink - crystal glass, blink again - dust and smoke your heartbeat is like the wing beat of a hummingbird, and like the deep pulsating hum of your own planet’s core"
"I mention this in his own time, we are the two fireflies. I think there's a lot of red light."
"i’ll find the sun. you’ll be my compass and we’re two fireflies. there are a lot of tiny lights blurred in my view"
my cancerous heart holds caleidoscopic dreams
what are your dreams like?
"The dream of careful, kaleidoscopic years? "
I shouldn't exist.
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