June 2012
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timeimmemorial:
For, within this great imaginary world of forms, stand on the one hand the artist and on the other hand form itself. Even as the artist fulfills his function of geometrician and mechanic, of physicist and chemist, of psychologist and historian, so does form, guided by the play and interplay of metamorphoses, go forever forward, by its own necessity, toward its own liberty.
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“The right understanding of any matter and a misunderstanding of the same matter...”
– Franz Kafka, The Trial (via dangerousfailures)
Time Immemorial.: When I pretend to write on what... →
timeimmemorial:
When I pretend to write on what I have written in the past, there occurs in the same way a movement of abolition, not of truth. I do not strive to put my present expression in the service of my previous truth (in the classical system, such an effort would have been sanctified under the name of authenticity). I abandon the exhausting pursuit of an old piece of myself, I do not try...
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Time Immemorial.: I wake to sleep, and take my... →
timeimmemorial:
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I have to go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know? I hear my being dance from ear to ear. I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you? God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there, And learn by going where I have to go.
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timeimmemorial:
Language or speech promises, promises itself but also goes back on its word, becomes undone or unhinged, derails or becomes delirious, deteriorates, becomes corrupt just as immediately and just as essentially. It cannot not promise as soon as it speaks, it is promise, but it cannot fail to break its promise - and this comes of the structure of the promise, as of the event it...
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How terribly quickly one becomes soft. An alternate architecture provides too much room when, really, the necessity is of a smaller nature. This overinflation squeezed back inside its conventional boundaries. It exhales its useless excess in questions and fingers clutching like spinneret discharge that suddenly finds itself without grappling.
mirroir:
This body grown fragile, floating,
a reed cut from its roots...
If a stream would ask me
to follow, I'd go, I think. - Ono no Komachi
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mutilation odes, 4
asfaltics:
is he prepared?
upon a bad principle upon a good principle private accounts
it is probable it is not probable
a new project has promised to
see prove
there is not proof what proof is there of? property cannot purchase her anchor put in, in distress
put into
put to sea
What I put into words is no longer my possession. Susan Howe, My Emily Dickinson(1985)
ex Mutilation...
mutilation odes, 8
asfaltics:
must there? name unknown
no time no loss no gain
none far enough off has offered
ex Mutilation Odes (2001)
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valuska:
Plinth — 51° 43’.23 N 05° 40’.10 W...
LOVE WON'T SAVE US: from Death, Is AllWho wants to... →
ahuntersheart:
from Death, Is All
Who wants to believe death’s just another life inside a box…
I don’t want that to be it. Or some kind of poem you can never find your way out of! And sometimes
I think I nod at the true death: when from a moving train I see a house in the morning sun and it casts a shadow on the ground, an inquiry and I think “Crisp inquiry” & go on to work, perfumed of...
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“This combination is sometimes called ‘wave-particle duality’ or by...”
– Daniel Styer, from The Strange World of Quantum Mechanics
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“Are you healthy?
No—heart, sleep, digestion.”
– Franz Kafka, from Diaries 1914-1923 tr. Martin Greenberg with cooperation of Hannah Arendt
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“Finally, I am getting older, any change becomes more and more difficult. But in...”
– Franz Kafka, from Diaries 1914-1923 tr. Martin Greenberg with cooperation of Hannah Arendt
“This is the great lesson the depressive learns: Nothing in the world is...”
– Thomas Ligotti, The Conspiracy Against the Human Race (via adumbrations) 