death

tomorrow will be my last post, yes? as the residency has ended, and this is denouement. so oud for your enjoyment. I'll give out URLs tomorrow for continuation of everything elsewhere. thanks for everything, Eyebeam!!!

 

 
People: Alan Sondheim
Research: Sound
Tags: sound, oud, pain, death

the plea


http://www.alansondheim.org/saveme.mp4
http://www.alansondheim.org/saveme2.mp4

what will save us, Jennifer asks, how shall we survive, where can we turn,
what is to become of us, what is our future, what will you see when I die,
what will become of you, what will become of the species, where has our
history gone, what happens to our dust, our molecules, our atoms, what
happens to our forms, our records, our data, our speech, the recordings of
our speech, the preservation of the recordings of our speech, what happens
to the prions and viruses, the phages and the bacteria, the parasites,
what happens to our sun and our planets and our lives, to whom shall we be

 

We are stardust

'We are stardust' from which everything, all philosophy, proceeds, a
timing and process that is always coming to an end. So we are vast, we are
communal, every atom from another source, another distance, every atom
silent as to history from which we draw only this, that history is silent,
that our micro-histories go against the grain, are retardations, are the
source of pain, of holding back, as if there were beginnings and
demarcations evident in Being, and as if becoming were a universal law. We
are stardust, we have already returned as such; at the edge of the
universe our faces and bodies live and project, towards that Being and
becoming, we are observers of the cinema of disappearance; it is ourselves

 
People: Alan Sondheim
Tags: death, pain

Monday


In the year 5000, my birthday falls on a Monday, I won't be around.
Somehow, this makes me unutterably sad, weeping.

Our span is so short, we all know that, but this, this concrete
instance, tears through me. And I won't make it, to be sure, past
2020...


February 5000

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culling holocaust culling

his poetry of elegy and holocaust related to the pure red-dust tomorrow,
holocaust city "his poetry of elegy and holocaust related to the pure milk
skin memories "we attempt to flee the holocaust, *they begin here. looking
out over holocaust city, wires everywhere* - forgotten names - names from
holocausts - dance to stay alive - holocaust come, every day we await the
nuclear holocaust to come, jennifer said. everywhere i live seems like a
holocaust that i bring with me. fading and i fear nuclear holocaust,
incipient fascism already on the horizon, and i in this or other groping
holocaust. laura taught because holocaust paul audio autobiography 10 11
100 101 110 plutonium world open vector yesterday holocaust neck. i

 

passing, passage

http://espdisk.com/alansondheim/passing.mp3
http://espdisk.com/alansondheim/passage.mp3

passing, those who have passed, they have turned back,
they have turned around, they have this harmony, this one time,
these many times, they have, for those who have passed and
this one time, they have turned

passage, for neither a break nor a moment's rest have they,
they have continued, they have thought until their bones were
broken, until their minds among them, disappearing, no longer
this one melody, breathless, this one time, they have turned
and turned, the pipa rising among the buddhas, we have heard

 
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