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The permission of red things

October 13, 2008

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“I was thinking of someone …”

October 13, 2008

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“I was thinking of someone and looking at two ball point pens neatly arranged side by side on my desk and it struck me that there was me and her.  She was the red pen, I was the black.”

Card Games

November 23, 2007

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The merely rational is a solution to nothing.  One has to think strategically .. To say that life is a rational wilderness identifies rationality as a small almost helpless creature living in the wild, like a mouse except that its world is imagination-derived rather than the result of any natural environment. Life’s idiom, the biblical image […]

The Outfit

October 23, 2007

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One is ruled by image; everything is appearance.  This fact, documented by novelists; since it informs their observational material in large part; raises the question of how then, it is so vague to us, how it is so ill-seen, such a cloud of nothing, that here lies the dictator, posing in the mirror and setting out […]

The Crack in Space

October 11, 2007

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Can one say this, that the world one doesn’t originate, which is (nominally or, if you like, in appearance, ontologically) the actual or objective world, the world that exists in itself, is as a desire a kind of crack in space, there is where the homelessness of the truth is found, this is where one […]

0 (Nought).

October 10, 2007

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We live in an age without history, an age without context.  This is a mannerless age. ‘Infection’ runs abroad.  One behaviour destroys another. If happiness is an unattainable image, a spectre of the mind, that is because of a painful stupidity and a simple reason.  It is because – to take my own case – I am not in myself but, as myself, I […]

1. Unhappiness

October 9, 2007

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Maybe I’m nothing but a shadow on the wall.  (Pere Ubu) Nothing in my life is an end in itself.  Nothing is enough. All I see is machinery, wheels turning; automatons. A faceless, instrumentalised world; hell. Imagine.  How I am cast out of the world. A big H.