A kind of a "dangerous supplement", marked, scarred on a body, post-orgasmically, always, already in anticipation of (a) crisis OR for a desert avec 'agape'. Mindb(l)ogg(l)ing Noise. "Avalanche, would you share my last pursuit?" (Baudelaire)

Tuesday, March 16, 2004

"Ah, the manifestation of multiplicity, you can actually see it, it ain't just words"

"-Blessed relief has come to me from just that minute-Everything has washed away- I'm perfectly normal again-(...)-I'm sitting smiling in the sun, the birds sing again, all's well again.
I stll can't understand it."

Jack Kerouac, Big Sur, p. 164

His hand is under
Her smooth round breast;
So he who has sorrow
Shall have rest.

From James Joyce, Chamber Music, XVIII

Ouden! Plin Pothou kai Pathous, Ouden!

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