(The effect of an evening, 8pm 12.30am, or how things
happen, or how the world changes. "For this world also
which seems to us a thing of stone and flower and blood is
not a thing at all but is a tale. And all in it is a tale
and each tale the sum of all lesser tales and yet these also
are the selfsame tale and contain as well all else within
them. So everything is necessary. Every least thing. This
is the hard lesson. Nothing can be dispensed with. Nothing
despised. Because the seams are hid from us, you see. The
joinery. The way in which the world is made. We have no way
to know what could be taken away. What omitted. We have no
way to tell what might stand and might fall. And those seams
that are hid from us are of course in the tale itself and
the tale has no abode or place of being except in the telling
only and there it lives and makes its home and therefore we
can never be done with the telling. Of the telling there is
no end." (Cormac McCarthy, The Crossing))
part of the outer island, north, does not exist. It is here,
no doubt, I am here, no doubt, but the world says
it is not, and therefore I am not. Here, that is. You can
tell it is here, really here, in two ways. First, look at
a map of the world (unreliable way); second, come here (a
possible way, although hard to prove later and also possibly
collaterally damaging, e.g. separate papers advisable,
and dont tell some people (that you are
coming, or that you have been)).
the tv soldiers say they were "under fire". And
a B52 came to bear. A wedding party was "taking place",
say some. Weapons are fired in the air to celebrate such events.
It seems a bit of upheavel, a noise, upon the nerves of the
nervous coalition force unnerved them enough to
bomb, many people killed"
bomb dropped in response went astray"
making of a tactic (along the lines of Michel de Certeau)
are at the table. Chinese restaurant. And the food is slow
to come. Three hours pass. We drink, and decide to form a
band. Immediately named BARF (Bitches And Rocker
Friends). This is a very good idea. Rodney will be lead singer
(as well as coach of the soccer team just awarded a
large trophy for being the best and fairest team
in the competition), Susannah will play cello, Lorraina will
play piano, S.F. (mentioned in Spatial Report 2) will play
saxophone ("in the same way Sid Vicious played guitar";
and her knowledge of Bruce Springsteen is awesome), Johann
will play nose flute (although he is still deciding), Muge
will introduce Chinese Opera songs at artefactual
moments, Anber will drum, perform, and design costumes, Bob
will oversee (with an eye on protocol), Uwe has a fine knowledge
of the original lyrics of Bertolt Brecht (an important influence
on the bands philosophy) and will advise accordingly,
your Archivist (LMW) will play button-accordian.
everyone else leaves the restaurant. And the food comes. There
had been a lot of drumming with chopsticks, eg. whats
this tune. Abba got a fair airing, as did the Bee Gees.
this place does not exist is about as delinquent as you can
get. The World has taken on a story (and there
are a million reports/stories on this story): space has vanished,
got lost, gone astray, taken leave, been abandoned, gone to
the dogs, disappeared. And a place appears over and over exactly
where it disappeared. Amazing. The day dawns, sun shines,
blue sky, thick heat falls relentless.
was misinterpreted, a bomb was dropped"
few more of these, and we will be unwelcome visitors"
are the rules of engagement"
rules of engagement are anyway engaged"
of meal at round table graced by large silver trophy
Outcome: BARF formed
Appointment: Lorraina as keeper-of-the-faith for the summer
Intention: tour various empty spaces corridors, foyers,
library leading up to performance at Bellapais Abbey
(in world-aid of good (for the soul) delinquent
and irresponsible cultural practices)
of Spatial Delinquency and Irresponsible Writing