Flux Me Fast and Slow
image by Adeena Karasick
Though traditionally 0 (zero) is understood as a number representing an empty quantity, zilch, zip, nothing or absence; adding, subtracting, dividing or multiplying any number by 0 results in 0 -- for Abraham ibn Ezra, “zero” serves as a place holder, which he calls a wheel, a galgal to “save the position” in cases where that position has no value. Zero then should be acknowledged not as “nothing” but “a place holder,” between the no longer and the not yet; the not yet and the always already metonymically signifying and silently screaming for an impossible future that precedes all numbers – in a lacunaic liminality, extolling the omnipresence of a past re-patterned in a volatized hyperreality, inexorably circumbscribed within the paradox of re-memoration.
ZERO’S EROS
one should place a figure in the shape of the wheel O
...the symbol of a wheel O like chaff in the wind
and is there only to save space[i]
in the plenitudinal void
In the nothing that is affirmed in the darkness
of aching indices, amnesties, mysteries
gilgul galgal logos’ golos, gulleys galleys grids grammars
of ungraspable gaps
spurred in the surplus of ---
0
nothing’s nought, naught, nil, ought’s
[sic] cycles seychel circles
of weeping seepage
Hold me like a place, place holder / as i stand in for
supplement, like the letters for the numbers
the image for the present, futures, icons, epochs
Just hold me like a place
plaise / holder of substitutions, landmarks convulsing
in the futural unfolding
of nebulous ebbed / aberrated
erasures’ / abyssal billow valleys nihil, null
thrownness
in the anguish of unveiling thrashing in the dirty reflection
sucked back into / as night wedded to the light
place holding
in the dialectical calculus of radical fantasy fragmented
through the [un]wedded suspension, pretention
transgression apprehension
in the broken middle of disremption
0
And through zeros eros morose kairos’ borrows burrows harrows
sorrows accords succor’s coursing source
s’cœurses of thirsting aporias
hold me like a mishkan marooned
like the numb/erless number
in the monadic nomadics
of impossible reminiscence
‘n come opiate come opulent through
the aching onus undulant annulus
through the consanguineous scents / laments
of pierced palettes postulates
sefirotic zerotics
all catastrophically apostrophic
between the light of darkness and the darkness
of [ ] bridges, burgeons, burdens
crests, cusps, gates, serrates
shadows, spirals, triggers, traces
thresholds // in the madness
of mirroring withdrawal
and hold me
in the ghostly aghast
of efes, sifra sefer sofer sapir sippur sifr cifra ciphers[ii]
0
festooned in the liminal
nomos //
lacunae’s inlaid laden agon
of ubiquities ventriloquy
imprisoned indwell
of disrepair.
