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)

Thursday, January 01, 2009

Anyone who, of his own accord, lays down the weapons of criticism also allows his power of judgment and decision to decay. In the end, he should not be surprised by his existence as a fully transparent subject. His private sphere has long since disappeared. He always leaves behind the same traces. He no longer needs to be observed and investigated, since everyone knows what he is thinking and doing anyway.

Wolfgang Sofsky, Privacy, A Manifesto

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