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 There.  IÕve  set  up  my Vertical   andHorizontal  axes -  now  time  can  begin.  But   how   do  we  begin  slowly ?  With  asmediation  perhaps ,  a drawing  on  the wall,  a moment of  momentness-  an opera  of the  deaf,  as  Aragon called  it . How  do  we  begin  to  see-  not  to  extrapolate  a   fixed meaning  ,  or an  artistÕs intention , for  those  limit  us to  sociological  or  psychological; explorations .  but  how  do  we  begin to  begin .  at the  beginning .  that  which  has  not  yet   begun  beginning , but  must .

 

 With Axes ,   says Wilson . With Form  says  Sontag .  With  Reading and  Writing ,  says LeCompte .  how does  one  writeexperientially? How  do  I make you ,  dear reader ,  feel.  Not  what  I  feel  ,  because  that  is  mine  alone ,  but  anything.  Feel  ANything. Do I  fold and bend  the  page ?

 

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 This  is the end point Ð the meeting  of Sontag  and LeCompte  and Wilson- Forman too-  experience .Experience .  Live -  in  that  moment-   that  moment  in  singularity-  a  succession  ofthat  moment   repeated  - all  unique . How  Do  I drive you   out  of your  wretched mind?  (  to  quote Laing

 What  does  the essayform  purport  to    take on? What  are  its LIM itaTIOnS?  Can  I explode them?

 

  How do  I  share  my  experience , that  which  cannot  be  transmittedÐ in  a  paper?  I  believe that  is the essential  (constructed )  claim  of  the work  this week - that  it  goes  beyond  language-    beyond  coherence -  beyond     clear ,  nicely formed  sentencesÉÉÉ

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    I could rant  at  you  on paper,tell     you  all  that  id  wrong  in  the   world  ,  speak ofthe  politics  of fear  ,  tsunami  as  disaster/metaphor .. I   could  rave  about social  injustice   or  the defense budget  or  racism .  I could dance  utopia   by

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 But  can  I  get  away  from  your  desire  to  impose,  to  consider  myhistory  ,  my  backround , my  need  to  write this  way?Do  I  have anything with which  to    move YoU? All  I can  say   is what  I  have  said .

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  I have  felt  this week.  Beyond  language. Beyond  meaning .

 

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