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Kneading Substance (3 versions: Work-in-progress)
By Richard Mather Kneading Substance [2706__0024] ebrah k’dabri - “I will create as I speak” I am kneading this substance into shape,...
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It Is
By Richard Mather It learns nothing. It does not remember, Cannot remember. It just is, repeatedly. Without memory, without life. A...
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Horizon
By Richard Mather objects are luminous: their light appears on the intellect’s horizontal plane, that boundary between knower and known.
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Bergson
By Richard Mather Memory is a cloud wherever my body is; A fog of the virtual enveloping the actual. The past contracts to the present at...
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Sophia among the Philosophers (excerpt from Discourse in the Garden)
By Richard Mather [Disguised.] Yes, it is I. In I come, out I go. Yes, I am it. It writes. I will write a supplication. Here. Now. As...
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Der Aufklärer
By Richard Mather Be natural! But how if one happens to be "unnatural"? – Nietzsche, Will to Power #66 ...for how should man force nature...
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Descartes' Dream
By Richard Mather I was a lonely cripple Seeking shelter; I heard thunder, saw fire. Sleeping too much, Snow on the rise. My bones warm...
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Monad / Dyad
By Richard Mather In the beginning: darkness: mysterious non-being: neither one nor many. From that darkness came a great radiance,...
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Histoire
By Richard Mather here we are (1) sitting in a circle transmitting silences to each other and waiting (+1) for beginning to announce its...
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Irked
By Richard Mather Like a sacred text folded in on itself, a page half torn away, stains in the margins, a footnote wrongly numbered, the...
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Thomas
By Richard Mather I doubt, therefore I am because to doubt is to think I doubt: there is some thing that thinks. I am that something,...
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Discourse in the Garden
By Richard Mather An olive grove. Night. The sound of approaching footsteps. SOCRATES: ‘Swounds! A dark day for strong flowers and cool...
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Textwork
By Richard Mather Substance is real, A textwork of infinity Expanding. Endless multiplicity, Uncountable As a whole. Turn it over. See...
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Being Flat: Apartment 1a
By Richard Mather Refrigerator, baby, shoelace, moth, quarks, ceiling, “background,” sink, magazine, sieve, “environment,” pencil,...
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Artful
By Richard Mather Agaze, the artist is beset by eros Of no vulgar kind. Crossing the chorismos, He takes his tools, kneads and forms And...
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Circling
By Richard Mather We move in circles around each other, encircled and encompassing, each turn driven in part by our own will to move and...
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Potato Eaters
By Richard Mather Potato eaters – five peasant women, clothed in rags, seated round a square table in a brown room. The scene is set....
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