3 – ?
“’Appearances / remain suspended / in transmission’ (Craig Watson) are not so much perceived as apprehended, handled; the one affecting, infecting, the next”
Or something to hold what dies off. The reverberations without resonance. All edited, edited out, according to needs for appearance, depending on what apprehends, the shape of the handler’s snare.
Think of it – what is selected for capture, in captivity, infects, slipping frequencies to drift on, transmitting, transmitting, there is always ash that won’t be removed, no amount of soaking, scrubbing or spray…
perhaps it’s under the nails, clogging the pores, dusting the follicles… the remains.
We don’t know why we write, trusting such ephemeral weightless shifty particles to catch as motes in an eye…appearances, like dust (in just the right angle of light), remaining suspended in their transmission…hoping (without, really, hope) to, in apprehension – apprehend, by being handled to affect, infect…
always wanting next. Making it so.
Why the book is needed (as ashtray) as form to hold the crumbling, an urn for the remains, until such time as they might be stirred or shaken or spilled.
Again in the commerce of bodies, handled, brushed and staining.
It gets everywhere. And remains.
Note its infective spread.
Language, whether structures/systems of, or fragments – bits and pieces, lying everywhere implicit.
To write – to make explicit? It asks more than it answers, word by word, by letter, by ash…
And what remains? Suspended…in transmission…for affect…a dormant virus…
waiting to be breathed…