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Integral Functions is an electronic magazine that encourages both stylistic
and topical experimentation in all possible forms of literary expression.

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00000001  Paragraph Seventeen (from the Unabomber's Manifesto)

00000010  SEE BELOW
          
00000011  lily/e

00000100  dream journal

00000101  an Algerian.

00000110  Living in the Death

00000111  Pucker Up (Living in the Death - Part 2)

00001000  Hack the Planet!!!!

00001001  in the universe & craziest practical
          
00001010  Electronic Wallet

00001011  Thoughts on a Day... jusT

00001100  Thanks So Much

00001101  Copyright Information

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Paragraph Seventeen (from the Unabomber's Manifesto)


17. Art forms that appeal to modern leftist intellectuals tend
to focus on sordidness, defeat and despair, or else they take an
orgiastic tone, throwing off rational control as if there were no
hope of accomplishing anything through rational calculation and all
that was left was to immerse oneself in the sensations of the
moment.


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"SEE BELOW"
From ---

laying  on styrofoam   strobe zone with shadow paint aftershock somtimes i am
eating fingers when violence erupts from    windows and it tastes  like
chemistry acids  scrawled from holy cloud sketch pencils   sometimes yeah belly
drop inflation on your automobile  windshield for bird collection is a fact of
taxidermy roots play growing with soil  worm tooth digestion from tree bark owl
infestion is a hair battle  sky rain attack from forest groups    plastic is
glowing light  beams bouncing molecular angle   trajectories for one ceiling is
plaster paradise for  rain  plug rubber duckey messiahs if no feet contact
tiles may accertain  skeletal  radio deficiency grips lead sensor    system on
dust  horses cowboy  super monsters  kick leather   toenails with calibrated
precision curtain is to absurdity like philosophy is to butter  meeting point
of  two faces stuck together from interlocking  pattern matching hold up blanket
scraps peiced    by melding hand tissue from unexpensive drug store package  at
sales counter screw  fastens raceway to finish marking for decreasing levels of
teeth like popsicles cut from cheery  children's shoulder blades with hair on
top goodnight  sticky bug cage  and wishes of many  exoskeletal dream pleasures


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lily/e

djjjjf   djjjjjjieii ii iiiii    iiiruthmrnd(ii$))
d(x) #/oo several unites
road littl long journey of
one way inclined plane m; insert rogress ove invert
future wheel hubbmper        ppp p  r
spped of  sepped deep sp eed
 danger which is the mind margart
ryback for
got gets
adult day pass
as begin train weave
forth and back  as if an old
(               40z lov song
elecambie ntsce escense lisc
of permiss
profes    ion conf
prince anatomie d' splits for webbed anth
ropgrapp linge rie ot
reapeet(x5)        n rinse thor
thuroough thru   turn
tion
tee- eye- oh- en-
                  shun    rel rill
communica
e
ily


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  " dream journal "
 ----------------------
 from the mind of LEO X


i was in a shower(?) , with someone of a high ranking position. he was in the
military(?).  the type that gives orders and controls.  one of us had a package
of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups in our hand (they may have been open, and we may
have been sharing them).  i was yelling <passionately> that they'd (who?)
already launched the nuclear missile at us (though i felt decieving.  perhaps
they hadn't actually fired), and that we should fire back(?).  he looked afraid.
i felt that i had convinced him.
(something about --) countries making sneaky attacks on other countries that
they don't like during warfare, because no one will know (pictured a globe, and
a country launching a sneak nuclear missile at another country).
an advisor told me how to aim the missile to avoid radar detection.  missile --
below (rocketing through a scene from Star Wars), or above (t going into
space -- stars -- and then coming back down through atmosphere).
���-�������������������������-���������-���--�--�--� -�-�-_-�-� --� -- -  �.
my mother told me to put some blue dye into a very large fish tank.  so i did
this (8 drops).  i got some on my fingernails by mistake -- which were painted
aqua.  my mother had warned me of this.  it took the nail polish off(?) and
made the nails look messy (did the rest of my fingers look burnt?).  when i
returned they (other people) were outside a movie store, and there was no
longer a fish tank or blue bag to put the dye drops into.  me and two fellows
had to divide fish between us from a plastic bag (the fish's new home).  we all
wanted the same ones.  a fish swam up to one fellow's face.  i found that
hilarious, and couldn't stop laughing.  the fish kissed him on the lips.  a
woman came, and sat at our table.  i was still laughing, and thought of telling
her that i wasn't insane.  she said that she'd never understood "life is such a
dream", which i thought was from the theme song to a cartoon about fish.
���-�������������������������-���������-���--�--�--� -�-�-_-�-� --� -- -  �.
i was somewhere with others to be vaccinated.  the doctors though that there
might be a problem (new disease?) with the vaccination, and wanted to
quarantine the vaccanees.  there was a mean doctor on the staff causing
trouble, and he was mine(?).  the group that was to be vaccinated were split
up, and i was left with just one woman.  she was pregnant.  she complained
about a burning pain in her womb.  laughing gas was prepared (released into the
room?).  i was holding a bag of blood.  i thought that the laughing gas might
cause me to spill the blood (from my mouth?).  the woman's mouth was being
operated upon at this point.  i left the room, and walked out to see the
quarantine boundaries.  other patients were afraid of contracting something
from me, but i told them that i hadn't been vaccinated yet.  when i went back
in, the woman was holding her baby, and i became angry/afraid and yelled that i
hadn't been vaccinated yet (i thought i would catch something from them?).
my doctor yelled orders to others in an elevator.
���-�������������������������-���������-���--�--�--� -�-�-_-�-� --� -- -  �.
a father was looking through his little daughter's school work.  i remember
math equations and the word "kitten" in there.  someone (little boy?) told
me -- talking about history -- that; that was the day the father decided that
he wanted custody of his daughter (he didn't have it).  i jokingly informed the
father that i was told this (about the decision he would make) -- finding it
funny.  then he told me that he'd decided the government was keeping his
daughter from him (conspiracy/cover up type thing).  this being based upon a
few things that he'd seen in his daughter's school notes insulting him.
mentioning certain troubles of his and bad things (crimes) that he'd done
(untrue?).
���-�������������������������-���������-���--�--�--� -�-�-_-�-� --� -- -  �.
a man had rolled newspapers on his arms (one on each wrist) that normally spun
to reveal prophecies.  these prophecies weren't learned by reading the papers,
but i am unsure of how it was done.  they wouldn't go more than 9 years into
the future -- which was 1979 at that time.  this man was walking on a sidewalk
with a smiling politician (fake show) type.  he told him that his newspapers
had been slowing down recently, and asked the politician if he'd noticed.  i
thought that this was proof that my powers were genuine (i figured if the speed
were faked somehow it ought to remain constant).  i told him that i had "some
pretty crappy super powers".
���-�������������������������-���������-���--�--�--� -�-�-_-�-� --� -- -  �.
helicopter that could fly 10,000 miles per hour -- the fastest speed in the
world.  he was at a show in a dark room with many spectators on benches (a
large high school gymnasium).  police were shooting at him to get him to fly
for the spectators.  he did a little, and after satisfying them flew out the
door (two side by side doors -- flung them open with his helicopter).  when he
came outside, i was walking towards his location across the grass (he was
coming out regular school exit doors and following a pathway).  he let me fly
his helicopter.


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an Algerian.
death and sex from the outside. Even
queerly impressive"
   They came for me at half past seven
-looking children were crouched   Do you see me
being hauled back,
                  and in many ways frightening,
stature as
one of the  four day rotation be assigned the
responsibility


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"Living in the Death"
(from Ceasill Mortimurque)

i am death.  i am death because i am full of death.  i am made of death.  each
particle of my living tissue is a mad colliding collection of death, and the
same is in yours.  we the dead -- there is death in my eyes as they stroke your
sweet face of death.  as we dream of each other -- or don't -- there is
chemical death rushing through our dead minds.  and if we go out on a dinner
date we wander dead to swallow dead feed with our dead mouths to be digested
in our dead systems.  death is everywhere watching you to try to take you to no
place as you walk with your dead legs somewhere else.  death never stops
watching because death is there inside of you with it's dead eyes following and
feeling all of the way (down).
you can't escape.  death waits.  death is patient.
you are death.

(death likes to touch you and taunt you and make shivers run up your mind)

death is completely intertwined with life, and so all life is -- and due to
it's structure; must be -- a constant battle against death.  life exists solely
to battle death.  this conflict is the universe really and ultimately.  one
large organism with it's own neverending internal survival struggle -- as long
as life/death(/IT) exists.


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"Pucker Up (Living in the Death - Part 2)"
(from Wendy Mortimurque)

death likes to touch.  death places its fingers to your white lips, causing
silence to infect you.  your eyes become holes and you see death everywhere.
you no longer experience the pleasures of the flesh, as it has fallen away
and been consumed by the envy that is death's core.  death likes to touch,
placing its cold, dry lips to your scapula, blessing you with acceptance of
the broken circle, the shroud, the door that swings only one way.  i am no
longer death.  i am the emptiness that death produces, infecting the hearts
and minds of those that still live.  i like to touch too.  death is
hereditary.  death slides its hand up the inside of your thigh, and you enjoy
its touch.  you await to be embraced fully, to be held so tightly that you
become nothing.  this is not survival, this is acceptance.

death is the conclusion.  death is putting the lid on an empty jar.

death incubates inside us, and we cradle it.  we sing it lullabies, and
hold it tight, until it has grown up.  we come to regret loving it for a
period of time, but soon we accept it, and it begins to care for us.

death is our lover.  death reads to us the story of ourselves, adjusting
the plot to suit its needs.  and when it finally reads from the last
paragraph, it ties all the lose ends into a knot of gorgeous confusion,
before quickly slamming the book shut.


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"Hack the Planet!!!!"


y0y0y0y0,
0k, dE\x/dZ, d1g1tty-chex 1t.  m3 'n sum 0v mY r4d-azZz buDzZ h4x0r'd rE\x/T
0n d1z m3zZaG3 bAz3.  s0 l1ke, jew 'n y0 l4me aZz dE\x/DlEb0yzZZzZZ b3'z
g3tt1ng k1x 1n dA aZz.  s0 l1ke, uhm, g1mme 1ntellegenze 'n stuph 1n d1z
m3zzage baZe#!_  0h-kAy, dE\x/D??!?+_)
phearsome, I think. :)  d1g1tty-chex 1t.. :)

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#hack
<gWH0r> whatcha break/
<t0c> i was in wal mart today, i got to ride in one of those leet motorized
+carts
<mincus> whoa
<r0ach> t0c: werd
<garyman> and my "/sp" (server ping) does an icmp ping. i had 30 seconds.
<t0c> it was cool
<t0c> i drove into a display and knocked over like 298367492 boxes of this
+ shit that people use to curl their hair and make it stick up
<mincus> hah

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Do c uments 1-2 5 of 1 519 matc h ing hackers.
Show  su mmar ies  for the se docu ment s.
   (5) Hack The Planet
   (5) Hacker Films
   (5) Aaaahhhsome! T-Shirts, Computers
   (5) The Jargon File - Section a
   (5) http://fount.journalism.wisc.edu/jargon/Jarg_D.html
   (5) http://www.journalism.wisc.edu/jargon/jarg_S.html
   (5) http://www.isc.tamu.edu/misc/jargon/S.html
(N OR  MAL LINK)  Use  righ t-arr ow or <re turn> to act ivate.

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#hack
<mincus> whoa
<garyman> goddamned warez script kiddies getting on the split server to
+collide their warez channel operators.
<sirsyko> fuxin shit
<sirsyko> netsplits
<garyman> after that split, she shot up to 30 second server lag.
<nARX> fux yew and yer badass motha
<mincus> phyzzix!
<t0c> op op op
<phried> op
<^ao> kemo cool
<ip> conf me.
<FIBER> who has some telenet domains
<FIBER> i do psykob
<hawkie> lol

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  HACKERS HACKERS HACKERS HACKERS HACKERS HACKERS HACKERS HACKERS
  HACKERS HACKERS HACKERS HACKERS HACKERS HACKERS HACKERS HACKERS
  certa inty fo  r many  more of us. What the Se cret  Service has done
  transcends t he mere in terests of comput er ha ckers. Their beh  avior,
  vin dic tivenes s, and lack of concern for uphol ding the valu es of  a free
  defined them as a major t hreat to s ociety  because of it. As a direct
  resu lt, mi llions of people a  ll over the w orl d now have *instant*
  access to that very same inf ormation.  We wa nt the S ecret Se rvice to
  Hacke rs use t heir compu te rs to break  into other peop le's systems phone
  ph reakers do  the same thin g with tele phone s witches. W h ile the

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#hack
<|8-BALL|> anyone here bye anychance would give me stolen credit card #s or
+account passwords for aol???
<gothgrrl> hahaha
<Joe630> hahahah
<FIBER> helllllo
<Dknight> 8Ball- that's funney!
<FIBER> yeah
<FIBER> i will
<FIBER> and
<gweeds> hihi cunts
<absinthe> ?
<Joe630> I SAW GWEEDZ ASS
<gweeds> wow.
<gweeds> joe: when?
<hawkie> lol
<nitzerebb> y0
<nitzerebb> y0
<nitzerebb> y0

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Hackers On Planet Earth
   It hap pe  ned! Hackers On Pla net Earth, a conf erence in N ew York City,
did not co ndone ne far ious activ ities,  what hackers do is oft en
   i llegal, and gover nment agen cies and comp anies general ly  loathe th em
   becau se th ey c ost t hem mon e  y  and, occ asionally, secre ts.
Hi s favorit e method of ph reaking involves a lit tle black box that
   emulat es  the s ound of a drop ping quarter, whic h  tricks  the m achine
f unctio ns.  "We are really just techno-freaks."

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#hack
<gweeds> great white cunts.
<Furball>  anyone have something for leeching??
<hawkie> kim!
<Grerat_> heh
<^ao> kemo cool
<t0c> the old fogey would have a heart attach
<^siNis^> does any1 have a password deshadower 
<ip> conf me.
<hawkie> lol


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in the universe
(by 'The' - included without permission)


double your money.  bet your friend a quar
that you can put a hole in her hand without her
to play this joke on, plus a kitchen rug or newspa
(hint: try not to let the person stop and con
the line will bump the last coin away from the
put his arms around the piano leg or through the
to enjoy them!  they're a little harder to pull off
ask everybody to be quiet so that you can 
pretty soon they'll realize they're saying, "Oh

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craziest practical
(by 'The' - included without permission)

these jokes are sure to make friends and relatives groan giggle or scratch 
their heads in wonder you can baffle your baddies bet them they can't riddle 
them knock them out with knock-knocks test them with brain teasers and help 
them untwist their tongues it's all here it's all hysterical it's all yours in
!


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Electronic Wallet


My Client Card and my Personal Security Code together are my electronic
signature.  Great care has been taken to make sure the network is secure.
Safeguarding my electronic signature - my Card and Code - is my
responsibility.


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"Thoughts on a Day... jusT"
 Angela Dreamblur

- plugging in appliances is a mimic of human sexual intercourse (psychosexual
  connection is possible here).  electrical plug(-in)s and sockets are
  pornographic.

- relationships are somewhat solid (varies -- never certain) love payment
  plans.  sometimes official contract documents are made to attempt certainty.

- tan lines are as unnatural as clothing.  unnaturality breeds unnaturality.
  humans often hide inside their environment within their environment (no sun).

- my television glows after i turn it off.  is that radiation?
  it looks spooky.

- animals having and using the ability to leave close proximity of the others
  in their species -- though this is only important with those they have
  attachments to -- inevitably leads to certain pains ("miss"ing)


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August 17, 1996



Thanks So Much
--------------


      Paul,

      I certainly hope you're looking forward
      to your going  to  college  as  much as
      I am.  I  know  you're  going  to  grow
      a    great    deal    and    learn    a
      tremendous amount, very little of it in
      the  classroom.  I  want  you  to  know
      that you  can  call me   any  time  you
      want  but I also want to give  you this
      book.   You're  going  to  face  a  lot
      of choices  and have to  live  with the
      result.  I  think  you will  do well in
      any  case,  but  following  the  advice
      and  guidance  in   this   book  should
      enable   you  to  do  even  better  and
      avoid   some   rough   roads   in   the
      process.    Thanks  for   being  in  my
      wedding.
      
               Mike

               (Bible enclosed)



-------------------------------


dear kate
is this the day i learn to swim
you've touched the floor
of the deep end
conquer the white disk
the world is a too_big_bathtub
all in danger of drowning
defy self
give up struggling to float to the
surface again
feign death

-----


August 18, 1996


in sale. of this quality water and its
yellow jackets
beekeeper uniform sometimes
get under
         after a
  don't mind the stings
but once
all puffed under up eye around
down took to
'emerge' pooh

so crammed full of useless in
formation
         now that i've passed middle
age i don't seem to be able to hold
my memories too well

0 bytes free
            as i was
saying
economic state of
can you imagine
               beating children for
daydreaming

---


ooo! fun.


-----

salmon in the pebbles of
over transparency dresses in
water spirits     floating
abandonment and
fertilization

always an upstream
death by          joy

ashore

-----

There are several reasons why I have requested that you come here today. The
first is that I am concerned for your physical well-being. <pause> I am speak-
ing of your

double density



memorization of multiplication tables
fill out this chart

you are being timed - please shout when you are complete, and i will record
your time.

poor results


-----

we would like to
hire a popular musical group to compose
a musical score for a new video game our
company will be releasing this fall

-----

it looks like someone has pulled a sharp fork
across the skin of the inside of
your wrist

          no they are just marks from ring-billed
          gull instinct

or pathetic suicide

          eutanasia

------------------------------------


August 21, 1996


you're going to have to face
a lot
of o choic es and live with the
   result
or pathetic suicide
or pat         cide
   patricide


Dad,
    please send more money.


---------

(postcard)

Dear Mom & Dad,

Collige iz great. I lost my
virgynity too a man!

       much luv,

             Dave.

-------------

PS: Please send more money.  thankxx

0000

(but following the advice and guidance in this book)

evangel                                             ist ic

eve angel                                             "

uneven angle                                          "

 never dangle                                         "

art                                                   "

----

but hey that would be great
thanks so much

----


August 22, 1996


good nacht
we go gently into

water tastes rusty from the kitchen tap but if you go
into the next room (bathroom) just behind the wall of kitchen
the water tastes fine
(as if from a bottle) and great
so i drkfrom the bathroom

and some lady has a night hawk in her bathroom
bathtub

we are waiting for her to call back to see if
she is able to bring it in to us

----


August 23, 1996


sort of all packed
so much STUFF (in attempt to be minimal)
purge difficult
 now radio
          static (bgnbhaheiiieiiieiiiiiiowshshhshshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

jow cowles
jeo

hjoe!

hope you're in tha mood, or

----

dink~!


please fill this 0out :

name :
sex:
birthdate:
race:
occupation:
approximate annual income:
penis size (if applicable):

oh.

sign here: -------------------------------------> X

           he
           jjjj

 joe

-----

keep your dial tuned here where you'll hear the
greatest
        live paris
concert adjust your
university of
bulliten bulatian]
    musique1`dd  musika!



are you in the mood now?


(yeah, but there's no such thing as ABSTRACT music - there's GOOD music,
and then there's..._)

----

dream: i am in a mall (AGAIN! - why so many mall dreams?) and walking around
towards a music or book store and i see a small group of people standing
around surround (ing) a smaller group/troup e of people.  i go over to see
what is goin g on and i see that it's Tricky and Etc. others.  I stand attach
myself to the group that surrounds (round him) rounds//)) and then the group
dissipates suddenly and i am forced to dissipate also ( a law of nature )
but once i have CONTROL aagain i go back and Tricky is walking away so i
begin to follow and one of the etc.'s (others) notices me following so he
says to Tricky "hey you have a fan stalking you...heh" i am saying "Tricky,
can you stop just a minute, I just want to shake your hand" but he is
ignoring me and the Etc's are looking and saying 'hey, Tricky, why don't you
just stop a minute and shake his hand so he goes away..' but he is ignori
ng them too - i continue following tricky goes (tri) into a Bell Telephone
store (they sell/...?  phones i guess) and he finally stops and turns around
and he is really mean to me and i feel like i want to cry but i still like
him anyway (or at least ) its not like

that waas quite  afew nithgts a go though.


----

Yeah, so...Thanks.

0000
1111
22
3

so this is your last day?
yeah

----

I will use this book against you.  What words

skin scraped from knuckles
and there is some (a company that manufactures band aids i bet) company
that makes bandaids (designed) so that it is designed so that it can
wrap around your knuckle and allow you to bend the finger with the
band aid on it is sort of ...cutout weird and stuff so but it s a lot
better than the regular band aids strips with a little pad in the middle
or whatever

---

a person who has been blind since birth
hears my shape


pins on a blank bulletin board
like a constellation (chaos fate - god of)
anything/every

blak-t-shirt + byjamatop = cool

---

i am not very talkative today
according to my horoscope

or (i haven't even looked - i am just making this up)
this is a guess.

but am i ever?  pffttttttttt.

---


ANYEYE,

   Thanks so much.


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