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jungamer.mov

baby on a train track, the train is going everywhere good, full version of jungamers, yes

angel

angel dreaming angel

torn

the work was torn from the canyon sally the slash itabe the apostrophes the bodycathy the comma the body againellen the exclamation sally the slash you should really check this outellen the exclamation danny the dash it has an unna the underlineuncanny beautyunna the underline of its owndavid the dotdavid the dot david the dot there are days I just alan the asterixlovealan the asterix my work danny the dash perhaps this could become one of them danny the dash help mequicky the question markellen the exclamation danny the dash alan

churlchurn

surrealism of desperate conjugation \n found on the beaches of On the Beach film vault collapse year 3000 \n or maybe 2005 it's all the same \n meditate, tell me more \n

swole

swole mud wasp sea hare swole

dump

animal floral dump /n mass extinctions /n 2010+ and counting /n amerikan fascist empire eternal fifth reich reign /n pollutions /n what happened toy soldiers bullets /n just 2 seconds of yr time /n "/n" /n /n /n /n

CREATION BY DEARLY BELOVED LORD

CREATION BY DEARLY BELOVED LORD

char the task of scribe

char the task of scribe of Ellen Zweig, myself, embedded in translation, ancient and new texts, thousand character essay, software and wetware, printware and in the distance, just over the horizon, Monkey i'd think with the staff, i'm sure, there, just listening and laughing, echo

of when

<pre> dancing through my numbers when i think it slumbers </pre>

peace

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kievfollowfocus

<pre> kiev we need a revolution we won't get a revolution the rapture will kill me the rapture will throw focus kiev is the follow-focus girl kiev runs and circulates if they can do it we can do it kiev now and forever don't forget the jews killed though there was more to this waiting for the rapture to end it all i'll be the first one killed there's a revolution inside me</pre> <b>nothing will stop it nothing</b> <pre>i wrote and wrote and it disappeared on about followfocuskiev about futurefocuskiev focusfuturekiev about kievfocusfuture they'll get us in the end we'll resist we'll hold ourselves against them we'll do that it will happen just that way it will it will happen just that way</pre> <b>nothing will stop it nothing</b>

collandroid i

double versions sink / \ collandroid i

teart

"i wanted to enter this before but the site was down. i got in by logging backwards but couldn't save the file. the file was saved as a placeholder i can't erase. the new file is teart which is what the old file would have been. it's another moment or movement of a mathematical object. i want to read what i can into these objects. i want to create emotions with mathematical objects. this is the emotion of forlorness and hysteria encapsulated. i know what you're saying but nothing's impossible. this is the object of the darkest possibility. five years ago today my mother died. i woke up forlorn."

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perfectly beautful 0

it is perfectly beautiful, Jennifer, to have a slight flaw, in fact the slight flaw makes it perfectly beautiful, of course it does, nothing else, just the slightest offset, this is what the gods desired, the universe is isotropic or is it anisotropic, never mind, the symmetry's broken, an, i, an i, Jennifer, remember that

perfectly beautiful 1

once the principles are esablished, said the Greeks, Jennifer, it was easy, everything fell into place. it wasn't later, until digital syntesis, that the uncanny made its appearance in the realm of perfection, however. look at what lovely unfoldings, Jennifer, undraped sky, what beauty

perfect beauty 2

the cracks of marble and the scanlines, marble against marble against emptiness, ontological loss between one and another position, neuraesthetics of neuraesthenia, Jennifer, (A marble marble (A emptiness))

perfect beauty 3

you huddle, huddling Jennifer, in the cracks, they're there for a reason, they're psychopomp, they're swollen, they're enormous, they're miniscule, they're inscribed, they're perfectly inscribed, Jennifer, they're palimpsest, collocation of indelible formulas, present and eternal and accounted-for, trembling and fragile and falling-apart, they're what people do, they're the done-with-it, huddling Jennifer, they're the fear and poison in men's minds, they're perfect

perfect image 4

you are waiting, Jennifer, engendered-Jennifer, genifer, hinged-iron-genifer, genniferrous, tiny candle burns here, Egyptians, Greeks, and Japanese are waiting, burning on and off for four days, yahrzeit, year-time, crack or impression of death, the slightest glimmer, under starrystarry skies, inconceivable beauty, i am sorry, Jennifer, i am not joking, honestly, i will not be remembered for it, this split on both sides of the entity, this almost grid, almost-alive, these perfect imperfection

mountain first

<pre>mountain first almost dizzy dwarves carrying gold in carry barrows from the barrow carrying gold in the barrows gold of the unconscious and mapping the gold undrawing the map and drawing the barrows</pre>

mountain awaken

<pre> mountain awaken throw off your gold dwarves in the caves rheingold and puregold bring forth the unconscious tether to dross of mountains the dross of gold mind the gold</pre>

six views of the mountain

<pre>another land another place view which has no baring gone mine and memory gone of golems dwarves and nothing of tengu and of kappa same place another land another place same land</pre>

dank

<pre>wait there's an image here there's no text here somewhere la la la somewhere la la la plumbing of the body sure it's a dream or your face in the stadium of my mind please be kind </pre>

undank

<pre>can you be my dank damp hankie i think you can! because um you can cry in the universal raster which glides maps articulates recuperates with the universal caster yes i know you can! i think you know i can!</pre?

danker

<pre>your tears! my damp hankie of your soul! balm-salve for our wounds in solar universe although last we would escape the curse as salve-balm fumed our bodies through the world wait! even more than that, somewhere else! </pre>

dankest

<pre>my hankeye sex to your chimney heart plumed fumarole of universal room sex among all of the universal loom of grid-loam loam-balm healing what we are feeling (that) there is no feeling in space there is no place dank and damp it's atmospherics (for nothing survives evaporation)</pre>

ploom

<pre> () void Home searchploom.mov lips and coordinates touching each other in empty analog space tears and laughter without a god isn't the same as godless tears and laughter @ http://www.as.wvu.edu:8000/clc/Members/sondheim () void</pre>

awe

<pre>if i had a dime for every square centimeter here i'd be a wealthy woman hello hello these damn cellphones never work when you need them it's all the fault of the developers they've put new buildings falling down everywhere hello hello my laptop's on the blink again </pre>

unlinked

<pre>4 ^ 9 ^ U crossed the Jordan curve of brightness in our afterglow of particulate matter digital exhausts itself at the portal of the continuum Patricia weaves her magick spells, diurnal recitation while George accepts the platitudes of a grateful nation returning homeward is a rule of thumb the universe is one of no matter how heavy the darkness upwells and lightness is one of dark matter</pre>

furious endurance and faith

<pre> furious endurance and faith yes i am in these dark times the angel of the lord descends and bears my cross i shall not falter at gethsemene gogoltha ferocious lashes of the fourteen stations dead people follow me wherever i go thy rod and thy staff shall comfort me thine arrows protect thine electric thine gamma of jerusalem i will say nothing of orthodoxy i will give the world</pre>

marienbad

<pre>Marion, bad, least year @ Marian-bad, the baths @ Marienbad, plaza and vista @ m-bad, Annunciation @ </pre>

swollen

<pre>you are my obsession my pixel pixie you filter intercession my hot touch keys </pre>

* THE RUBY DEE *

<pre> We wanted to stay home and comfortable at het moorings. Het moorings were threaded comfortably in het water. We had all teh fittings, teh light and teh water. Water to drink and water to hold us. <b><i>THE WATER WAS COLD AND SHE FELL OFF </i>* TEH RUBY DEE * <i>I SWEAR I DIDN'T KILL NATALIE WOOD. MY FUCKING WIFE WAS PREGNANT WHAT DID YOU EXPECT. OK I'M PULLING UP. HERE I AM.</i> <h>I AM * HET RUBY DEE * </h></b> now i will go to sleep and i am very warm and happy.</p>

fly

<pre>back by somewhat popular demand? the fly is still with us; houseflies live only 12-15 days; this is a subspecies perhaps, or at least not really, a different breed as dog breed, different race of fly? in any case incredibly beautiful, as are for example deerflies which bite but give you the presence of beauty and grace at the same time -</pre>

normallinois

<pre>when you look out of the window < behind the glass on a very sunny day < before the glass and you're falling back to dreamland < within the glass you'll whimper and you'll say < beneath the glass "i want that good sweet coffee i want it just right now i'll sing this song so softly i'll meditate on tao so get up and talk a blue streak and drink another cup right now my brain is at its peak i've got my dander up" i looked out from that window < right through the glass on that very sunny day < under the glass and looked up what's a dander, < beyond the glass my anger, particles, flaked skin, < inside the glass taking a walk, got away. < next to, or adjacent to, the glass</pre>

spherics

<pre>tending towards atmo(spherics) asymptotic analog to digital to analog mapping sounds something like this on a busy night this is _not_ a "natural" planetary resonance but a carefully constructed mimickry which, one finished, <i>runs</i>. </pre>

</pre> radar

</pre><pre>radar simulation one the search two the hustle three the target four the other target five the target six the other target seven the near miss eight the other near target nine the zero-in ten the one-in sound spiked down from 44k</pre>

Blip

<b>Blip The Digital Game</b> by Tommy appeared in 1977-78 (Japan). It was based on Pong and similar early computer games. There are three buttons on each side; when the "ball" comes towards one of them, the player presses that particular button (if she can) to send it back. The ball is actually an LED, and the entire game is mechanical, complete with a wind-up knob. It takes two batteries for the LED. Blip is quite difficult to play; Foofwa d'Imobilite told me he had one as a child and loved it. The mechanism that moves the LED back and forth is hidden behind dark plastic; only the red light shines through. This is an early analog mimickry of an early digital game based on analog ping-pong. The type-face is close to the same font used by early card-readers. So here is a mapping, which, by virtue of the noise embodied in the hidden mechanism, seems actually harder to play than its digital counterpart. It's a bit eerie, given the later development of handhelds. I hope, by virtue of this video, to give you some idea of the excitement of the simulacra of early gaming, as well as stimulate a vigorous debate on the relationship of digital and analogic phenomena to the exigencies of flesh.

trunc

trunc.mov or the bobber

rootthrone

anomalous shortwave signal around 5 mhz but just about everywhere, could it be similar or identical to the Australian signal, in any case, modifed here, the original blocking just about all the shortwave bands in the vicinity of Santa Ana, perhaps elsewhere, we'll find out, but now 'soundwork'

swingle

CZ101 synthesizer using multi-tone setting for solo work, a tune I'd worked on years ago, this is a newer version, improvisatory as usual, hope you enjoy it.

stret4

stret4 - very low frequency radio spikes stretched out 100-10000 times. recorded with Sony mini-disk, edited in CoolEdit. the digital stretch collapses to fundamental operating frequencies which then are parsed in relation to the original content; i.e. this is what happens. unlike analog stretch - which bottoms out into silence or parasitic noise - digital stretch tends towards continued spikes.

stret1

stret1 at lower magnification. insect-sounds from an entirely different region, the dialectic of digital computers with analogic space-time collapsed to digital spikes.

lohengrin

lohengrin dances to the beat of the fourth of july! to the beat of credit manipulation! to the uneasiness of shock explosion tactics fireworks. first in a series of parallel video presentations plus text.

My work - the summing-up

Summing-up of my work in lieu of interview