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)

Saturday, November 27, 2004


Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)— though some savants make earth include the sky; and blue so far above us comes so high, it only gives our wish for blue a whet.
τo σμικρoν eκληπτeον wς eπi πaντα
καi διa πaντων aνεμποδiστως χωροuν
καi eνεργοuν καi διϊκνοuμενον aχρι
μερισμοu ψυχhς καi σvματος,
aρμoν τε καi μυελvν καi eννοιwν καρδiας,
μaλλον δe τwν oντων aπaντων

WHY make so much of fragmentary blue in here and there a bird, or butterfly, or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye,when heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?
the giver of presents is tomorrows gone, the dreamy snap of fingers and it's ghost, the ghostly gone of presents and its giver, of dream is given, of dream is taken, of dream is gone
Τo δe ταuτoν uπερουσiως aiδιον,
aτρεπτον, aφ΄ eαυτοu μeνον, aεi
κατa τa αuτa καi wσαuτως eχον,
πaσιν wσαuτως παρwν καi αuτo καθ΄
eαυτo eφ΄ αυτοu σταθερwς καi aχρaντως
eν τοiς καλλiστοις πeρασι τhς iπερουσiου ταuτoτητος iδρυμeνον a language of which they are absolute lords, and which is proper to the popular commonwealths and monarchical states; a language whereby the people may fix the meaning of the laws by which the nobles as well as the plebs are bound


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