Monday, December 24, 2007

a match

A Match matching for no ~ one anyone was Papappapapdeleuze. they run off|at mouth hinder bottins. alors, c'est comme ça , oui. comme ça, oui. yes, then Jill doffed her cap, kilting at the run park. Not a noun in face, she palaced her midriff to walk



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commentary:
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ça
to
çà

or
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ça

or

ca [caca]
to

va [va] vavava ~

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Sunday, December 23, 2007

in that other blog

in tha t thoth ~ that other blog mmmmmmmhammmmmmmmmmm it appears we were crashed said Mona to Julie her deleuzian string of pearls rented across her knuckles. daring the sun . spillin its seed to dare the pun i s h m e n t
t o u r


what's the cents in that? hulkered to her whisper'd tide elf . macaroon marooned ~ in open thigh to wind
winding sea to over ~

Friday, December 14, 2007

what fold

Fold? folding line . Line of flold. Line of flood. Line of fold. fine line sloped to zip zap zoop zop. As when a n air cracker goes zoooooooooooooooooooooooooom

Sunday, November 25, 2007

novembre

Novembre 11 a fey recalling any day as mother ~ faring her feel . terrier like her sapping spanieled tooth. buckling to her belt York. so shall seize the sun little dainties!

Come now ye slut, crieth Fanny to her Franny ass open peeled transmission . Missonary zeal to her D.H. Lawrence translation. Not a knicker too late in style.

Friday, November 16, 2007

at that gleam







at that ten. tine of wolf. bark of its wolf. not fared to the wold. of wood . and go. and how many then. how many. then. its assiduous baker'll know the wound. shape of her ass. roun the moon. roun the coon. coffee hoyden room. not saleable the linking barker of tune.zzzzzz. seize her teeth. auralo out to here. out there you mean? yes.he mean. she wink the walk in marche Jean-Talon. aurelo mouth out to tongue. the weeping avenue. of belvedere and other mocker . not the second theologian. but a casket of theologians and Christoper Columbus's


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                           Mona: is this a meaningful document what is the sense of its desperate cry ? its 

  Mona is not shaking her head wondering at censorship the difference between repression the forgetting that knows not its own game . A gamin to see its scene .

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Friday, November 02, 2007

Sack of gold

Plough and many her Mona furrows far page ending any glass of water
with tea for tea and the dead blank blank. Balking at the ship,
she's harnessed her poors for whore. Gawky legs and cheese,
her claps sense made darnings for wool, not fooling and pullin' wool whenever her beckons go she passes its tray inside the nozzle the nipple he sucked.
Charged like any foreign sally hes contra
ry to her heart's penting alarm. Bothered by ___

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Jill

Jill has a hairy path. Her heart gathers geese. Gobbling on the sunset down of go'ds odd ball humdinger. She shoot lasso park and wonders parkas to her downy mist. Piddling to the seeking god of down and run. Not a ny lethargic leg'll suit her. Her love's a red red blue, and her flag staff's kicking true.

they ~ les Vrais d

yes but U cant explain lief and reel. or North adn south and the bands of desire can you? or how the truck faces north and not south. all these threads of es^pecially epistolary notions.



les vrais dissidents sont moléculaires

verlaine wrote Yes yes I recall when Gilles was phoning Felix and saying Whitehead Whitehead! have you read this and Felix slammed the phone down! shouting shooting like a bat out of hell! I'm off to get those books! those books! O WHite O head O white O head O Head O white

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

mona an antinous

in the sky rhizome packed with stars, she shoo_ed her telegram matical working theday
the night
was riveted by plain of scribing terror. volcanic ash to hurry along her swain long
left.

we sorcerers know the way to stars, and blank heavens
.

In Persia we found firmament and persil.
Not parsimonius, or Petronius but love.

Her body. glued.

Antinous, Orpheus, and splayed Sappho
the other double . One.

she was reading her ghazal as
the hen wave herd

.

its knock wee d self.
over Jill 's high hump.

What is the swirl in the stair of the sky?
a satyr bending to her body lover
double black caped and holed
his sidereal vestment in the tabloid of desire.
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start again in the middle ~~~~~~~~````


moving spiral / text alternating

shot space time

then

then them that wants surplus gets it . but territory is not identical to construct. decomposition not the same larrative as deterritorializing the earth of its scoped pincers ~ .


Trouped hooped and married She never pledged to fortune's wide risk, its baneful folly. Cheers of coned content to her main.

Friday, July 13, 2007

take

Take your basic post home. Say for example imp_dom of flashing centaurs, wheeling feeds crumbling at the biscuit the rhyme and seat of cloud-wins rain of hands, and follow of pavement stride connecting her well-fellow faired weather feel.

So was Jill in her knock-down paints and schizo suit. Trolleyed to her best self yet.

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take any window.
notice spin to Doctor positive . Affirmation on the roofing . spelledto her handsome self. As won body to twoandone.

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Orders

You need clear orders__ order words __ command of , getting you through this routine. Poutine.

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Redo this redoe rodeo. As camber to meet her tucking paws.
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On Map plateau 1, Mona wrote to Jill saying:
>
>
>
>
> no it is not the re - t'urn of de same
>
> cannot be
> the law of the general is not the same as repetition
> say it as I hear it
>
> what niet. is about is the zone z of intensity
>
> he is speaking of the body
>
> in its experiences of molecular self
> or selving to be more precise
>
> it is the paraxitactical self as it whirls in the Beulah lands
>
> (blake) eliot/brad bad guide in my pinion to this
>
> ferget brad
>
> him not onion enff
>
> Ah but y dont Vico
>
> is why u dont get the forget in my text
>
> of this winter
> Saturday Stammer and Doxa
>
> was all there
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She s gonna re_do this mimeo of heart sick heart break.

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

that word|| this blog space of ...2


ribcafe
ribcage



R u suggest you crib[bag]e yerselves?
as which to rhyme it was?
come see this AntHoLogos
is theoria to praxis of yer
belting sigh , yer love.
of Coma. was Narrative to her Cinch.
Kiss er? cum balconeE.
yes, wrweird PhilOlogian.

get out go fictions3

slush fund for Mona Oona Franny and Jill. comb of wave back wave.

yaya return of the same?

Redo this redoe rodeo. As camber to meet her tucking paws.
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On May 1, Mona wrote to Jill saying:
>
>
>
>
> no it is not the re - t'urn of de same
>
> cannot be
> the law of the general is not the same as repetition
> say it as I hear it
>
> what niet. is about is the zone z of intensity
>
> he is speaking of the body
>
> in its experiences of molecular self
> or selving to be more precise
>
> it is the paraxitactical self as it whirls in the Beulah lands
>
> (blake) eliot/brad bad guide in my pinion to this
>
> ferget brad
>
> him not onion enff
>
> Ah but y dont Vico
>
> is why u dont get the forget in my text
>
> of this winter
> Saturday Stammer and Doxa
>
> was all there
>
> and Viconian circlers
> are devicers
> in the wall wake of humptie-hundred wheeled
>
> the letters crash his[tory] is represented in ffisting first
> cycle
>
> then the relfection process began
>
> before plato
>
> starts I think with parmenides
> One cannot move in parmenides because all being is static
>
>
> Actaully What he meant was Everything is A Visual Geometry of
> > Static BEing
>
> What Niet is doing is breaking
>
> that law
>
> dat LAW
>
>
> problem is
>
> conglermation of congermation conglmeration of Jew_greek Greek
> _jew
> part of steiner is address ed to that
>
>
> Now Milton is themiddle man between all these reckonings of
>
> Ideas
>
> he Poetics the whole Bleeing Mythos
>
> Is Joyce who re-writes that
>
> Mythos
>
>
> Sollers says in
> interview 1976-7
>
>
> break the circle
>
> square it
>
>
> in wake on intrepidly interexts
>
>
> no Joyce is no t modern
>
> at least not executively
>
> he legislates it
>
> he lifts off the ink stained page
> of printer's scrolls to roll in the inkstained pages of his
> theophiloaestheticopoeticnoeticKAAKAKA as iN VICo
>
>
> Maria's point and a major one at is MI[ilk]LTON
>
>
> No Idisagree therre be no apophrades of the dead
>
> Problem is Christain
>
> No one has Nicolas de Cusa
> thus what u senese and refered to manymonths ago
>
> as Del's christianity is notthe case
>
> it is geology not theology
>
>
> Joyce is a geologian
>
> not a theolgian
>
> thus in M/P one see the rocks the plates the niveaus
>
> of switches as they work on down [back and forth as inscaf-
> folds] of Ages
>
> switch age
>
> which rock???
>
> Oh Minerals of Ancient Miners
>
> NO non Niet is the sameist
>
> nope you lost me thererrerer
>
>
> the thread went
>
> awry
>
> if what Niet is sam e as same he is Plato!
>
>
> eech!
> see TSZara = part 2. of redemption tow main passsages in
> part 3 of the Vision and the Riddle/the Convalescent/
> Also Notes 1881-2 La Volonte De Puissance NRF pp295-301
>
> voila cest nest pas la "meme" chose
>
>
> anyhow
>
> anyhow
>
>
> I say it as I hear it one krapp two krapp three krapp go
> gopher
>
> screen text is image of faded pre-representational EY E BAll
>
> irish cannno take history literally
> nOr can jews why??
>
> me tell thee why?
>
> De SHoah cannot happen twice even in imagination
>
> what can be imagined might happend
>
> where as
> eternal Return is
> the passes through a series of states... as in A/O p21
>
> same difference is no difference
>
> see ??
>
> se[e] that Is Why I did that to yer name
>
> hahha
>
> Ach! mE glad HappEE
> Irish Imp
>
> Prinkster
>
>
> Dinkster
>
>
> Ginger GINger pronounce Diddiiidiididferences
>
>
> Problem in the West has been domination of the EYE
>
> and the GReeks thank god for them
>
> invented that for US
>
>
> thus we wear it off
>
> Finwake is all not eye
>
> not ear but
>
> as beckett say
>
> It must be read and heard it is not about Anything
>
> neitherr is the Eternal Return
>
> F. oucault said
>
>
> All me books were fictions/ doesnt mean they werent true
>
> I say it as I hear it
>
> without the blood of history there can be no reality
>
> no thought worth thinking
>
> as fer derrrrrriiigggha havent read enuff (as Ive said many times
>
> to follow any argument you press forward
>
> hahah u try to trick de duffy man with quote
>
> me simple guy
>
> u quote me unquote back
>
> haha
>
>
> me unquote machine
>
> desire
>
>
> ire
>
> ire
>
> re
> i
> i
>

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Oona to your Mona

Oona to your Mona, Jill to your Fanny. Felix to your Gilles. The professor sat on a hill smoking his cigarello. What chimes built on the hay of socks was his, presenting multitudes dinner , dun by her cake and sawn by the sun. What rip cord of delight . Repeat after her. Quelle sunder to replace the word French language. Letting it flip. Come a dance
in chaunce
to the sun
its april cocoon
make the fair weathers halt and stop and hop.


Mona got in a huff and a puff blew yer cloud house . Tangled by weir.

Friday, March 02, 2007

Aieee

Aieee the worse the faker the better the ornament, eh? you see it tweak the old age of bums mendicant wanderers who cuff the edge of travel with protexted selves . something is not this. Say Mona. Her dress on her skirt.

we're tire of the war Yearny, we're tire
of the fly lie in ointment

Aieeeeeee Mona, come to the ...

Wait, huffed by wind, shes not daunted by false travellers.

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Jill

Jill's personfictation was that _

Friday, February 23, 2007

mona ThE

Mona the hyperthryoid Marxist. Sillies her dialogue with beaux-de-champs leaning over
hard capes,jar and knap. Or As in knee cap crinkling her blocked sheet, her personifictation. Selving is what she said was night her wrapping her gown my burnous head. She her feeted to mocking bid bird to solo its actingesque love bemused beflowerd as rain would chopping along the wind. To flour seas.

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

nest ed speak

Nested speak the rainbow. Speakers out of stereophonic ear, earring as with athing tattling the eighteenth century not the ride feel of thunder its marriage over flandering night but day as the flitted sun churched overture is moored to time`s wicked pot. Or say its a frank real or possibly a chair of bodies emerging on dock before a sun riddled hour. Not a body pacing by, pasted over hour of unkempt clacks, prime ministers who were the mazes shrewly . Her ass. As of the whereabout of Jill wits a plateau uniform the schizohyper gil breaths her beck and rawl, her headpiece next to his stethoscope. There`s no fay here, there with caged breasts and abandonded feet. Arrange this talmud, order this haditha, encumber this gloss over its keybound nape, her nursery school clutter `s not in order for her to travel his body. As any other spent

Saturday, January 06, 2007

And, and, and....

Franny and Felix went for a walk,a perambulating stroll across the talks oftime

and their howl me down stairs...


Rena called and asked in her telegrammatical:

And on a completely other topic, here are some questions about the Felixer culpa side of the Deleuzion of grander desire machine of mysteri deleuze and guattari. Was Franny Guattari Gay-tarri? While reading the TLs review of Alliez, Goodchild and others Mona saw these words:"Guattari was a militant gay activist..." Now was Felix all gay or part of the way; was he a bisexual built for two? Who was Emmanuelle Guattari, a daughter? a lover? a wife? Mona snorted and stamped her feet.
Of course He was a million minority sexes and then some. SO what did it
matter?

A photograph of Guattari in drag with Genet recently showed up in
a biography of a former gay rights worker in France. Also was he not in a
state of desirous pederasty and yet still fathering children on the molar
level? Was he in the transversal translation of denial and in effect
sublimating his hetero-sexual connections by donning the gay mask of
rebellion?

So Mona sighed and wondered what had become of her lover.
There are 'scandlous' re-lations [amorous and others] be-hind
every list, as there are be-hind every list of lovers. Was Jill the lover
of the Fanny fanny man? Was Jill a lesbian pretending to be a harried
married mad professor? Will only the final episode reveal and disclose the
secret clandestine sexualities of the guattari-deleuze couplet?

Mona sighed. Franny laughed and all good lovers went to bed.