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Poe on Liquid Crystals 1837

“I am at a loss to give a distinct idea of the nature of this liquid, and cannot do so without lots of words. Although it flowed with rapidity in all declivities where common water would do so, yet never, except when falling in a cascade, had it the customary appearance of limpidity. It was, nevertheless, in point of fact, as perfectly limpid as any limestone water in existence; the difference being only in appearance. At first sight, and especially in cases where little declivity was found, it bore a resemblance, as regards consistency, to a thick infusion of gum arabic in common water. But this was only the least remarkable of its extraordinary qualities. It was not colourless, nor was it of any one uniform colour- presenting to the eye, as it flowed, every possible shade of purple; like the hues of a mercurial silk. […] Upon collecting a basinful, and allowing it to settle thoroughly, we perceived that the whole mass of liquid was made up of a number of distinct veins, each of a distinct hue; that these veins did not commingle; and their cohesion was perfect in regard to their own particles among themselves, and imperfect in regard to neighbouring veins. Upon passing the blade of a knife athwart the veins, the water closed over it immediately, as with us, and also, in withdrawing it, all traces of the passage of the knife were instantly obliterated. If, however, the blade was passed down accurately between the two veins, a perfect separation was effected, which the power of cohesion did not immediately rectify.“

  • From The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket (1837) by Edgar Allan Poe.

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Vribble #4

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I’ve been looking through all the old and my phone taken back to mum when I wrote one. I’ve been thinking about the difference in how the sound depending on when I was moving or sitting down with her about it. Remembering walking to the park was running running on my phone. I remember when was typing my computer and enter something sticky like Honeyglue and that I couldn’t get off my fingers. That sounds a shine returns. Make up my notes I have no voice recognising is the thing I want to quickly speak about before getting more forgetting it. I think this kind of screwed for new Scrabble it’s not difficult to recognise these approval stick like because of the fluency I don’t have a single spelling mistake and then suddenly was aware of that makes absolutely no sense in sentences like a terrible scenario in another room trying to say something about the president for myself. Setting aside for one month I’m up for a moment of politics or the fact that my phone has no problem spelling the name of contemporary roots and leaves, I’m struck by having these euphonic detours to take on my vocal chords.

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Do you like how there is a certain word that you would like to say but you don’t like to say of the way it sounds or ever in another word you don’t write because they’re all difficult to spell or maybe they look weird remind you of something doesn’t fit in the sentence, like the word there which makes me up in the kind of loud an exclamation that I see it written exclamation? Those words create new ways of thinking about things; the new password meaning and intention. But are usually very personal idiosyncratic I’m trying to imagine what it means for an applied for for a reply of the world to the type of the strangeness of the writing invoice.

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vribble #3

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I’ve been looking through all my old now to my phone and thinking back to mum when I wrote one. I’ve been picking about the difference in how the sound depending on whether I was moving were sitting down with her about it. Remembering walking to the park was running running on my phone. I remember one was typing my computer after having such something sticky like honey your glue is something that I couldn’t get off my fingers. That’s on to shine returns. Make up my notes have voice recognition is this thing I want to quickly speak something before forgetting it. I think this kind of screwed for new kind of Scrabble it’s not difficult to recognise these approval stick out like because of it fluency and don’t have a single spelling steak and then suddenly was aware of that makes absolutely no sense in sentence like terrible scenario in another room trying to say something about the president for self. Setting aside for the month I’m up for a moment to politics or of the fact that my phone has no problem spelling the name of the contemporary western leaders, I’m struck by having these euphonic D tour to take on my vocal chords.

I say the words out loud again in the situation returns in a kind way that texting my attention for away from what I intended to communicate to my future self. Bit like sticky fingers, but the stickiness it’s more about like an outsider and instruction of the intention. The new words in my throat rest attention for a moment to spend with lots of vibrate and monks council countless other meanings and intentions and let it go again. But before letting me back to my past train thought and myself also suspended and economic memory feedback physical sensation that is to make that sound about A bus wizards across my bedsheet and set off that loud hissing sound of decompressing Earth but I’ve always wondered whether they set off intentionally by bus drivers to scare people. The small flock of pigeon rides up in front of me and struggle against the wind is not blowing on me. Everything falls from nowhere in for a cup of soft feathers. I see myself throwing myself backwards onto my bed and I’m still in front of my computer and done.

Do you like how there are certain words that you would saying because you don’t like the way they sound like ever in other words you don’t write because there are difficult to spell or maybe they look weird remind you of something that doesn’t fit in the sentence, like the word through which reminds me up at the lad an exclamation when I see it written? Those words create new ways of thinking about things; new password meaning in intention. But they are usually very personal and idiosyncratic I’m trying to imagine what it means for the reply as of the world to be the type to the strangeness of the riding invoice.

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thorough

The word ‘thorough’ reminds me of this scene from Aladdin because the word looks a bit strange, like ‘tho-rough’, ‘the rough’, and ‘the rough’ is ‘diamond in the rough’. It was one of my favorite movies as a kid. Continue reading…

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Vribble #2

i’ve been looking through a lot of my old notes on my phone and thinking back at the moment when I wrote one. I’ve been picking about the difference in how does sound depending on whether I was moving are sitting down when I wrote it. Remember walking to the park whilst running running on my phone. I remember one was typing my computer after having touch something sticky like honey your glue is something that I couldn’t get off my fingers. That’s on to shine returns. Many of my notes have voice recognition is thinks that I wanted to quickly speak something in before forgetting it. I knew this kind of screwed for new kind of Scrabble it’s not difficult to recognise these approvals stick out like because it fluently and don’t have a single spelling steak but then suddenly was aware of that makes absolutely no sense in the sentence like durable scenario in another room trying to say something about the president for self. Setting aside for the month for a moment the politics of the fact that my phone Has no problems spelling the name of contemporary western leaders, I’m struck by have these are euphonic D tour to take on my vocal chords. 

I say the words out loud again in the situation returns in a way that text my attention away from what I intended to communicate to my future self. A bit like sticky fingers, but the stickiness it’s more like an outsider and instruction of the intention. The new words in my throat arrest attention for a moment to spend with lots of vibrate and monks council countless other meanings and intentions and let it go again. But before letting me back to my past train of thought and myself also suspended in an economic memory that feedback with the physical sensation that is to make that sound a bus wizards across my bedsheet and set off that loud hissing sound of decompressing Earth but I’ve always wondered whether they’re set off intentionally by bus drivers to scare people. The small flock of pigeons rise up in front of me and struggle against the wind it’s not blowing. Everything falls from nowhere into a cup of soft feathers. I see myself throwing myself backwards onto my bed and I’m still in front of my computer and done. 

Do you know how there are certain words that you avoid saying because you don’t like the way they sound, like ever, in other words you don’t write because they’re difficult to spell or maybe they look weird remind you of something that doesn’t fit in the sentence, like the word thorough which reminds me of Aladdin when I see it written? Those words create new ways of thinking about things; new password meaning and intention. But they are usually very personal and idiosyncratic I’m trying to imagine what it means for the reply as of the world to be tied to this come strangeness of writing with the voice. At new pants. 

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Vribble #1

I have been looking through a lot of my old notes on my phone and thinking bad back at the moment when I wrote each one. I’ve been thinking about the difference in how they sound depending on whether I was moving or sitting down well I wrote it. I remember walking through the park well quick in one into my phone. I remember one was typed on my computer after having touched something sticky like honey or glue or something that I couldn’t get off my fingers. That’s on Seshan returns. Many of my notes have voice recognition mistakes because I wanted to quickly speak something in before forgetting it. I knew kind of Scrabble. It’s not difficult to recognise these approvals. They stick out a lot because they’re very fluent Don’t have a single spelling mistake, but then suddenly there is a word that makes absolutely no sense in the sentence, like gerbils scenario in a note where I am trying to say something about the President of Brazil. Setting aside for a moment the politics of the fact that my phone has no problems spelling of the names of contemporary western leaders, I’m struck by by have these are euphonic detours take on my vocal chords.

I say the words out loud again and the situation returns in a way that takes my attention away from what I intended to communicate to my future self. A bit like the sticky fingers, but the stickiness is more like an aside or an obstruction to the intention. The new words in my throat arrestee attention for a moment suspends it lets vibrate amongst countless other meanings and intentions and let it go again. But before letting me back to my past train of thought I am myself also suspended in an economic memory that feedback with the physical sensation that it is to make that sound. A bus wizards across my bedsheets and let off that loud hissing sound of decompressing earth that I have always wondered if they are set off intentionally by bus drivers to scare people. A small flock of pigeons rise up in front of me and struggle against the wind that’s not blowing. Everything falls from nowhere into a cup of soft feathers. I see myself throw myself backwards onto my bed and I’m still in front of my computer, and done.

You know how there are certain words that you avoid saying because you don’t like the way they sound, like error, and other words you don’t write because they are difficult to spell or maybe they look weird or remind you of something that doesn’t fit in the sentence, like the word thorough which reminds me of Aladdin when I see it written? Those words create new ways of thinking about things; new password meaning and intention. But they are usually very personal and idiosyncratic. I’m trying to imagine what it means for the reply as of the world to be tied to this common strangeness of writing with the voice. Add new pads

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Vribble Point Zero

I have been looking through a lot of my old notes on my phone and thinking back at the moment when I wrote each one. I have been thinking about the difference in how they sound depending on whether I was moving or sitting down while I wrote it. I remember walking through a park while clicking one into my phone. I remember one was typed on my computer after having touched something sticky like honey or glue or something that I couldn’t get off my fingers. The sensation returns. Many of my notes have voice recognition mistakes because I wanted to quickly speak something in before forgetting it. A new kind of scribble. It’s not difficult to recognising these vribbles. They stick out a lot because they are very fluent and don’t have a single spelling mistake, but then suddenly there are words that make absolutely no sense in the sentence, like ‘gerbil’s scenario’ in a note where I’m trying to say something about the president of Brazil. Setting aside for a moment the politics of the fact that my phone has no problem spelling the names of contemporary western leaders, I’m struck by how these ideophonetic detours tickle my vocal cords.

I say the words out loud again and the situation returns in a way that takes my attention away from what I intended to communicate to my future self. A bit like the sticky fingers, but the stickiness is more like an aside or an obstruction to the intention. The new words in my throat arrest the intention for a moment, suspends it, lets it vibrate among countless other meanings and intentions and lets it go again. But before letting me get back to my past train of thought I am myself also suspended in an echoic memory that feeds back with the physical sensation that it is to make that sound. A bus whizzes across my bedsheets and lets off that loud hissing sound of decompressing air that I have always wondered if are set off intentionally by bus drivers to scare people. A small flock of pigeons rise up in front of me and struggle against a wind that is not blowing. Everything falls from nowhere into a cup of soft feathers. I see myself throw myself backwards onto the bed and I am still in front of my computer, undone.

You know how there are certain words that you avoid saying because you don’t like the way they sound, like ‘error’, and other words you don’t write because they are difficult to spell or maybe they look weird or remind you of something that doesn’t fit in the sentence, like the word ‘thorough’ which reminds me of Aladdin when I see it written? Those words create new ways of thinking about things; new paths of meaning and intention. But they are usually very personal and idiosyncratic. I’m trying to imagine what it means for the vribblers of the world to be tied to this common strangeness of writing with the voice. Odd new paths.

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