Distribution Automatique

Monday, February 16

Notebook 8//8/98

It comes
down to little
specks of things.
Even the smallest
particle of time
can be
crucial. Like
an accordian , life
expands and contracts.
For example,
a bit of a lesson might
be gained in experiencing a
mistake. Such
contractions and
expansions emit,
over time,
considerable amount
of energy.

I wonder
what the relationship
is between such
tiny specks or
particles of things
and the constant
expansion of time which
is called "forever."
Except as an
idea, whatever
forever is can only
be understood in
relation to the
tiniest portion
of time.

"Anything might
be transformation
if you would only
allow yourself to
complete it."
He had come to
distrust any
kind of of explanation.
Or is that a way
to talk about
what you might
talk about in
everyday conversation.

For example,
some sentences may
be incomplete,
in verbal terms.
But the nuances
of a person's
gestures and tone
of voice- not
to speak of
years of even
decades of

Always, some
things are too
much to say
or too little.

Then, more and
more things are
too much to say
or too

The glances
may become
More and more
and eventually you
turn to your

You take your
violin in your
hands and play
it. As you play
it, you're creating
the melody. You've
put on a tape

Unbelievably, you
realize as you
are playing that
you are actually
creating music. As
as result, later,
when you put
it down, you
suspect very
strongly that you''ll
come back to it.

As you are
playing, you
realize that the
opening chords
were very
important. You go
back and listen
to them. You
go on your way
after them, but
now and then you
come back to

To know how
to do someting
is to know what
the constituants
of the doing might
be. These might
be many difficult
kinds of steps,
but there will
always be steps..

Sometimes there
is an apprehension
that precedes
steps. The step
is visualized,
imagined, and
creeps in . On
some level,
however slightly,
danger has
been realized, or
rather, recognized.

There might be
hardly any
expectable order
in the events
that precede
the steps.


The piece we
listened to this
afternoon is
of the type we
may call
epansive, or

Constant pushing
on, but calmly,
the oboe glides
the violins to
places where they
did not expect
to go. By means
of a kind of
gentle layering,
or playful
challenging, the
violins, those
so subtly sighing
sopranos,echo or
convince their
companions, the
woodwinds. The
ending leads
to nothing more
astonishing, or
tragic, than a
nap. But such
a lyrical
flute, that are
memories and
words have
vanished, both
happy and sad.
(Debussy's prelude,
on the radio,
the second hello
from him today).

Always comes
down to a question
of meaning...
Can much be
made of the
meaning and

Such questions
can enter us into the
muddy area,
the place between
Smithson writes

Solitude for sale

Easy as 1 2 3
I love you
You love me
Easy as 1 2 3