Date: Fri, 20 Feb 1998 12:16:17 -0500
Subject: Re: ripblinkly broken skyword


Don Socha wrote:


>Daniel Carter wrote:

>> 

>> { } multiple pre(-)

>> 

>> ripblinkly broken up t' be reassymbowled 'n' arrowed 'n' narrowed
'n' broad-henned t' view furl fer all t' sea 'n' shore unshoreagain
akin but note the shame aflame t' tame 'n' claim the game away off the
canvas thus released libravery chord renude

>> 

>> { } intro-void (sorrowsborrows)

>> 

>> new workspace null-sweat phantasy alternate spell t' be un-(d' UR)

>> 

>> 

>> 

>> 

>>                         http://www.inch.com/~abz/

>> 

>

>Hey Daniel,  what've yuh been readin' of late?

>

>  Truth observation control nature limits available weather humid
rain

>throughout early engulfed mist little earthquake waves unpredictably

>visited.  Didn't trust three gleaned and leavened incorporated wisdom?


>Impermanent unrelenting.  Earmarks inert illusion may wear ruses or

>pretend otherwise.  Planet's intangible memory theorems, proofs
digital

>fade oblivion.

>

>Donaldo




Hey, Don,


what a blissful surprise/sureprize and beyond to hear/see from you!

s

>Hey Daniel,  what've yuh been readin' of late?


reading + d + - or :  =>  re-adding or re: adding or both or none/nun
but some effect or other or self etc.



brief answer to that, a kind of prephase: it is folks vibrations that I
only very partially read these days they feed me so powerfully amply on
the ground and through these wires, on pages, on screens, on the
playground of so-called work, in the libraries, their dance, their
sound and look, my my! what reading!


to snuggle almost contently in a { }-piece wholing itself out of the
energies so wondrously transmitted from the Don, and it, this,
accordionly is for, and dedicated to, the very same Donaldissimo, of
chorus in front of, and within, the wirechoir ocean, within which we
all swim/fly, and from which, we all draw and feed back word/life
itself


{ } vo-id



oceans' victory (in question though...)...



the hay lately red clouds burned off by cold light wrapped a pen my own
un-owned but stolen instrument for rioting agloss the pages of wife
ambivalent lenses blamed for substance this distant dance glassic
ice-cup paid with empty cups to gift doubt to customers cusp immerse in
blue black garb from blight shiny day beneath the flour-essence sucked
up into the fluorescent clamp on the floresent time of excessively
redundant blooming upcoming on deck just off-stage about to enter to be
born to take on the flesh for a taste-drive  t' spring for worth into
life value scene to be drumming while drummed and strum-plucked blown
class skateboard emergence the root observed riddle or no controls a
pun-knit self-limited only by enforced bliss on the veil-label stated
honey weather moist-nestle thick with viscous precipitation(s) the Rue
Out dearly engulfed akin, digital skin t' skin, to an other time of
mutual attractions convergence listwaves nostalgia vaster reams of time
itself then more a friendly illusion and cooperative fiction instead of
alluring set-up con-mirror of self-defects on parade and deepening
quagmires and miasmic galores archives central casting outcasting
broadly blasting newly brittle earthquake spies in the employ of
twilight the thanks and sappiness gush wonder-sap transformation sudden
and brilliant wakeover stimulated by this very moment sense of great
fortune at being within such a living fabric the O-remedies actually
work full-tilt back from the Fade of Olivia, a zillion thanks/thinks
Donaldo!


Daniel