The inadequate, a philosophical testament, part 10 http://www.alansondheim.org/awk.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/trumpet.jpg phenomenology reversal of collapsed inadequacy texts, exhausting my deconstructing, ungesturing, we all as inadequate, fundamentally everywhere, failure my incapacity, my headaches, my DIM, my myself, it doing migraines my arteries, collapsed my detooling, defabrication, exhaustion, everywhen, failure my the edges of the screen curled, and my mind's confused, gestures imply the inadequacy of the world, inadequacy submerges the world, the planck constants are absurd, nothing is entirely possible, incontrovertible, everyone comes crying to everyone, this is going nowhere, we are hardly anywhere, tending towards abject failure, and no destination, inadequacy becomes failure under projection, because there's nowhere to go, jennifer, she said, nikuko, because they amount to inconceivable bounds, inconceivable distances, whatever else there are always gestures, inadequacy suffuses, failure coagulates, inadequacy is the approximate field of drives, too many contractual obligations, releasing me from obligations, failure implies vectors, failure is the dream of success, vectors are nonexistent, is real the idiotic, nor obdurate neither is real the adequacy, of remnants the is failure everywhere, fails permeates, cloud, the accuracy, of idea my truth, of idea my sphere, little my myself, it doing is gesture, is itself, world the is world, the suffuses inadequate what's veins, useless my lungs, empty my nothing, my nothing, to allegiance my truth, useless my innocence, lost my vision, terrible my days, lost my nights, sleepless my horizon, of foggy my world, whole my adequacy, the real is neither obdurate nor idiotic, the real is and holes are where the bodies drop where the bodies stop are lost, diffuse, saturate, desiccate, exhaust away what's inadequate suffuses the world, is the world itself, is gesture, is incredible churning of the wheel greasy weaving through the spokes has something to do with the machine you're stretched on the wheel and the cams churn the body some unknown liquid seeping fundamentally inadequate, as all we your body is all greasy makes the machine fumble you my collapsed arteries, my migraines doing it myself, my DIM, floating in oil legs spread arms spread on the way to death and corruption constitution sewn economies and transriparians mumbly-pegged the lips and lips speed the thing up ungesturing, deconstructing, my exhausting texts, my failure everywhen, exhaustion, defabrication, detooling, groped and comes around again doing it myself, my little sphere, my idea of truth, my idea of accuracy, you've never seen the end of you liquids stitched from liquids and machines stitched from machines makes the machine do contrary things my headaches, my incapacity, my failure everywhere, my terrible vision, my lost innocence, my useless truth, my allegiance to nothing, my nothing, my empty lungs, my useless veins, my whole world, my foggy horizon, my sleepless nights, my lost days, the cloud, permeates, fails everywhere, failure is the remnants of makes sewn up things makes sewn up no things becoming a speed-blur speed-bump soaked constitutions of sewn economies full text @ http://www.alansondheim.org/inadequate.txt _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list NetBehaviour@lists.netbehaviour.org https://lists.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
