Tuesday, April 27, 2010
So here he is. Standing on these huge rhyzomes connected from something he cannot see, far behind, to something else he cannot see, far ahead. Same thing up above. Same thing far below. He has found these, yet he cannot see the point at which he has found them because he is here, now. Cat's Cradle. ? Are the rhyzomes moving? Are they being moved? Can he move them? Is he supposed to execute before he makes the final choice to execute, from the committee-wide membership and not simply from those whose innards comprise this realm of stench and tubers. He could execute the moves of Cat's Cradle upon the rhyzomes. If he could move them. The tubers. The members.