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Ludwig in the manic phase: "Visual space has essentially no owner."
And that's exactly what I want to know -- what essentially has an owner.
And that's exactly what I want to know -- what essentially has an owner.
- This ruthless space without attribution.
- This "disputed language."
- As if one, a prior art.
All Good Poems Are in a Suitcase...
...on a baggage rack, on a train, in an anecdote by Hitchcock about the Scottish Highlands.
Julian Assange listens to the story, but refuses to point to the suitcase.
He's keeping a low cover, twisting his drink tickets between his fingers as if they were plot coupons in a story vehicle about narrative progress. He thinks if he can crack the suitcase, he'll have bought himself a new life.
All good poems are effectively autobiographies of the macguffin.
Julian Assange listens to the story, but refuses to point to the suitcase.
He's keeping a low cover, twisting his drink tickets between his fingers as if they were plot coupons in a story vehicle about narrative progress. He thinks if he can crack the suitcase, he'll have bought himself a new life.
All good poems are effectively autobiographies of the macguffin.
Radio Narration on South Africa
"We are giving you this mobile phone so you can be honest about your lives."
Elsewhere, Adorno speaks of a "language without soil."
Elsewhere, Adorno speaks of a "language without soil."
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