existence, future victim of stroke

[Alan Sondheim]

existence, future victim of stroke


the truth slumbers, it murmurs, mumbles, inconceivably thinned. within the
fissure, neural cleft, error in brain anatomy, this text resides,
information episteme. if i cannot speak, if i will have not been able to
speak, then the material, materia dejecta, remains, i will sink into the
real, with no report, no sagacity, no cause, other than, no cause.
sinking, i will be _there,_ unable to tell, that which i do not know,
which i will have no longer known, void, stroke, other.

:lost body-skins resonate among internals and externals, out- and in-
gassing, our wonder is in the face of alterity, our dissolution,
nonetheless an obdurate. it is the capsule or pill of the real, one drug
as fine as any Other, melding through recession, midst of inflationary
universe and absolute disconnect. in this home of the malady, i reside,
able on to speak the truth.

:i consider a stroke which will forthcome, transmitting the gap between
zero and one, that of being which recedes simultaneously always already in
residence, consider _that_ residence, on the order of a matheme, Badiou. i
consider a stroke as neural fissure and deprivation, i will have no longer
remembered, that of the sheffer stroke, unrememberance of simultaneity, do
the logic.

:tia tia mri eeg mra arm gee irm ait ait:

:Devour down tia tia mri eeg mra arm gee irm ait ait Brought Forth through
the truth slumbers, it murmurs, mumbles, inconceivably thinned. within the
fissure, neural cleft, error in brain anatomy, this text resides,
information episteme. if i cannot speak, if i will have not been able to
speak, then the material, materia dejecta, remains, i will sink into the
real, with no report, no sagacity, no cause, other than, no cause.
sinking, i will be _there,_ unable to tell, that which i do not know,
which i will have no longer known, void, stroke, other.





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