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A typewriter?–why shd it only make use of the tips of the fingers as contact points of flowing multi directional creativity.  
A typewriter?–why she'd only make use of the tips of the fingers as contact points of flowing multi directional creativity.  


If I invented a word placing machine, an “expression-scriber,” if you will, then I would have a kind of instrument into which I could step & sit or sprawl or hang & use not only my fingers to make words express feelings but elbows, hair,  
If I invented a word placing machine, an “expression-scriber,” if you please, then I would have a kind of instrument into which I could step & sit or sprawl or hang & use not only my fingers to make words express feelings but elbows, hair,  


head, behind, and all the sounds I wanted, screams, grunts, taps, itches, I’d have magnetically recorded, at the same time, & transfused into word–or perhaps even the final xpressed thought/feeling wd not be merely word or sheet,  
head, behind, and all the sounds I screamed, wants, grunts, taps, itches, I’d have magnetically recorded, at the same time, & transfused into word–or perhaps even the final xpressed thought/feeling wd not be merely word or sheet,  


but itself, the xpression, three dimensional–able to be touched, or tasted or felt, or entered, or heard or carried like a speaking singing constantly communicating charm. A typewriter is corny!!
but itself, the xpression, thee dimensional–able to be touched, or tasted or felt, or entered, or heard or carried like a speaking singing constantly communicating charm. A typewriter is corny!!

Revision as of 17:21, 14 April 2023

A typewriter?–why she'd only make use of the tips of the fingers as contact points of flowing multi directional creativity.

If I invented a word placing machine, an “expression-scriber,” if you please, then I would have a kind of instrument into which I could step & sit or sprawl or hang & use not only my fingers to make words express feelings but elbows, hair,

head, behind, and all the sounds I screamed, wants, grunts, taps, itches, I’d have magnetically recorded, at the same time, & transfused into word–or perhaps even the final xpressed thought/feeling wd not be merely word or sheet,

but itself, the xpression, thee dimensional–able to be touched, or tasted or felt, or entered, or heard or carried like a speaking singing constantly communicating charm. A typewriter is corny!!