CONJUNCTIONS: A Web Exclusive
Objects of the Visible Language
Do you believe in the once indivisibility of atoms?
And when the hypercube collectors go to auction . . .
And if the eyespot locus in your palm . . .
Others choose the tropic within.
Do you know who built that little pyramid of dreams
in your head?
What about that quiet machine you own
that peels back the separatrix
boundary from the giant's eye?
of its route—
We are used to the converse: water and hills, apples drop.
We are often provided a formalism in which the patterns
chaotic, which is non-periodic,
and when the system becomes overwhelmed with choices
the medium dissolves, repeating the route of its future
on the surface.
When I first saw you
I ran forward are there edges on that?
As a result, the body of evidence for gradient fields proliferated.
The arterial tree-like structure of the lungs that didn't quite exist.
As if the world I claim—high up—does the break of symmetry
dream even there?
I remember the wood's
in deep time
and without dimension—
Is such fluxus geology appropriate for this situation?
Between the eye and its rock star fractal, straight into the future!
Observations at no atomistic level in all one sees.
to measure the behavior of everything
Have you thought the slope to be steeper
where the periphery disconnects?
Where the clock's second hand shoots through
the heart of the star—approaching
more temporal RNA, please:
shifting the glossolalia in my blood.
They were glad to see me.
They indicated that they had had contact with me
as an individual before.
They seemed pleased we had discovered this technology.
I thought of how the South Pacific natives could see
only Captain Cook's small boats,
and not his big ships,
until they actually climbed on board
and touched them."