Archive for March 24, 2011
Soda pop was a well mapped territory. The taste fluctuated in cantor sets, the ethnicity of coke a web of spiralled hand me downs each one had been replicated in exacting detail in a render farm somewhere. He could feel the bend of a Deleuzian out there, the smugness of an analytic, all on gps points, striations curving in and out of formulai the simulator had set up. A world that gave into analysis, the mathematics of Freud, the algorithims of Hegel all out there pumping to the beat.
The parabolas of the object were what took him first, the swoop of daesin, the way presence persisted after the object had been removed, it rrearranged cartesian planes of experience, he quietly took a photo of the parabolas and began to sketch equations into the tablet, janice had jotted down another daesin in the vicinity, just by the peaked arcs, the sunflare of rises planes, he could identify that same presence there, the object and its peculair persistence in memory. He needed a soft drink.