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)

Monday, March 16, 2009


"It is to be hoped that the time will come, thank God, in some circles it already has, when language is best used when most efficiently abused... Or is literature alone to be left behind on that old, foul road long ago abandoned by music and painting?"
Samuel Beckett


Alexandra said...

about bloody time

christos said...

the letter continues: 'To drill one hole after another into it until that which lurks behind, be it something or nothing, starts seeping through – I cannot imagine a higher goal for today’s writer…In my opinion, the most recent work of Joyce [Finnegan’s Wake] had nothing at all to do with such a programme. There it seems much more a matter of an apotheosis of the word. Unless Ascent into Heaven and Descent into Hell are one and the same. How nice it would be to be able to believe that in fact it were so. For the moment, however, we will limit ourselves to the intention.' Await B's extensive scatological references in vol. 2

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