Plotinus Plinlimmon

Wednesday, March 15, 2006


Accumulation: act, amount, between capital.

Capitalist case:
change children. Circulation.

Class, commodities,
conditions constant.


Day different, division does

(Employed England, English, etc.)

(Even exchange!)

Fact: factory first form. (General.)

Given gold, great!
Hand himself hours!

However: human increase,
individual industry itself,
kind labour,
labourers, law...

(Less London!)

Machine, machinery, man, manufacture material.

May means, men. Money.

Must nature, necessary, new, now number own part per persons?

Place: population, power.

pp: price process.

Produce product (production):
quantity, relation;
report result.

Social surplus system:
take, therefore, things;
thus, time.

Total trade: two value wages, whole,
without work.

Workers. Working. Years.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

The Enigma of the Gift

Among ancestors, another baruya.

Between cannot case certain chief.

Circulate, clan!

Come, debt!

Does even exchange exist?

Fact: family.

First, forest; form functions.

Gifts give, given giving.

Gods, goods, groups.

Hand: hau. (Having humans, imaginary individuals, itself.)

Kula kwaimatnie.

Life. Lineage.
Man? Mauss?

May means: men. Money.

Must nature, new, now number objects?

Obligation, once order, origin, others, own part people?

Persons, pigs, place.
Point? Potlatch.

Present principle = real reality relations, relationship.

Return, right?

Sacred seems,
since social society
something spirits, symbolic,
take themselves;
therefore, things;
thus, time;

Two use, used, valuable wealth.

Without woman, women.

Words. World.

Friday, January 13, 2006



Smoky brick.


Panty line.

End of the side.

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Or, The Simplicity of Vision.

Not far from the light, below below - below.

Charity will take you only so far, no father, no farther, I meant.

I wrote lost instead of love, I guess I knew what I meant, some one knew, whether it was I is another question.

"Whenever I speak, I speaks," says some one, I think, if I have it right, if I have met the standard of identity which is called for in the performance of a successful instance of citation.

This century we learned we were told by our errors. Or was it the century just past, my mind's rusted. (Seated with a friend she told me not to trust those learned & unangelic doctors.)(Who picked my mind in whispers.)

A friend with a traveler's beard showed me the images of the ruins of Roman Palmyra. This was you'll forgive me months ago, I am always late with news.

I got in the habit of writing letters, which were unfortunately always to myself.

Now if you have sought horses keep walking, they found this country to their liking as though they had never left it.

All these tunes sound the same, is it true or do my ears lack training, do I like or must I learn to like or do I lack and must I learn to lose my lack or like it, which, what'll avail against this travail, tryall, tempest in a tureen?

Saturday, December 31, 2005

Walking Blues

Now it could be accusatory.

Nonetheless there are a plethora of other possibilities.

Snowfalls. Or snow falls. Or 'snow falls'. Or, I say, 'snow falls,' or vice versa, or a deft turn, or a refusal, or I surrender, or I almost surrender, and because of that cowardice this text exists. We all know how that goes, life results from the cowardice that makes our actions visible.

Ghosts, yes, how would you write this word in good conscience.

Also we speak of 'blues' or 'the blues' and not exclusively in the sense of the musical idiom.

Holderlin & Heraclitus agree that death is a kind of life. Where does that leave you my love? If Ellen West decides she was next born, never born, if we painted our house a new color would that save us? I am not citing names to impress you, I am trying to build a bridge to tomorrow, the next year, how it goes, what is the fate of our investments, what is the news of those far cities, nonetheless, nonetheless, how should we read that line of Lear's that comes back to me again and again is it --


or is it

never never/never never/never

I like it broken & maybe that is perverse. I haven't made any mistakes yet I don't think.

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Modish Aphorisms

The younger set are indifferent to proof.

Neglect is tomorrow's cash.

Pale offspring yield failed cabbage.

Anticipate formication. You'll disappoint. You'll glow.

Our palaces were places.

The longest road goes to the post office.

If you deduce knots you'll choke.

Brandish warily. It's the pose of janissaries.

Chipped tooth of a lion signifies: adultery.

When you walk, leave whistling to the nightjar.

There Must Be Another Way to Settle This Argument

Chimes, a son, the errand was. Some song, yeah yeah, go on, do tell, I'm all ears.

Sit up late in the gentleman's club with your brandy it means something else than it did a century ago and that's for certain.

The mouths of a thousand suburban queens shape Octavian. Meanwhile the same road goes through, another year's worth of snow swamps the monument, we dispense the pills & consequently consecrate some vision of a virgin on which we're verging.

Dormant Dolmance. Peregrine's in a pickle, but it is as naught compared with perils of Pauline, a biography of Buston Keaton the great stone face lay unread in the closet, door shut against light, I am dubious of this word heart but how else speak of it?

Saturday, November 05, 2005

Local Machine Zone

I don't wanna kill my china pig.

My last post is appended with an anonymous comment indicating perhaps some continuing extension and existence of this textual being sporadically stuttering out from whichever console is available.

Having nothing to write I will discover what there is I have to write, by writing it. All of this is horrible I know.