the recorded-movement of some polysignifying nothing



(there is)




“From the first”

– we are, things are, – in medias-res.



Notice (then), the shape of (this) multiplicity … ?

  • not just, the momentousness of every-present, vanishing into itself
  • or, ‘our bursting universe’,
  • but also, the ephemeral body of time motioning the valance of its infinity
  • right as it echos itself without the Image of the what which was reflected back


The “why” was within them

The question, – carries it across


“What am we”

“What part, what puzzle”

“Am this”

[{That there is only one-thing: and (that) it is not itself.}]

[[ And for we who live in and off the world… ?

Every thought is hollow.

Every “thing” – something else.

Everyone: another. ]]

“That the All

is nothing but a difference to itself…

In itself, for itself, –

the Other that it is

(as) Becoming

eternally (the) Same


without success

/ ?

Well… the polydot here ends, somewhat arbitrarily, – by writing itself off as one in a series of ‘successful failures’

 wholly be they in error, – in\as\and through the non-centre of things:


And yet, all this, in partial-demonstration of “its point”. Its “very point” –

– that ‘things become’, only by their very inability to identify ‘is’ with ‘is’



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