Plagiarising the dictionary.
Plagiarising the dictionary.
Tagged pith... twitsPlagiarising the dictionary.
Tagged pith... twitsHere, only flashes reach us. There’s no thunder rumble, no sound to savor, no low music to score the out-of-favor soul.
Tagged pith... twitsHomines urbis mundi, park in the lines diagonally. Turn right or left, one way at the pagoda that would be green.
Tagged pith... twitsDerivative. Unoriginal. Words that go without saying at this late date.
Tagged pith... twitsMy mistakes are my life. – Samuel Beckett, ‘How It Is’
Tagged pith... twitsAggressive is the wolf in a cave of snakes.
Tagged pith... twitsWhen I’m done, love, when the impalpable me has made his sullen exit, scrape clean the meat from my bones. String it in ribbons in the back yard trees. Wait for morning rain and hear the glorified pigeons attempt to sing. Summon then the odiferous ones, the shunned ones, the old utilarians who speak to [...]
O Z. B C. Paradise from earth.
Tagged pith... twitsFailing well. Failing with integrity. Failing in the face of what passes for success. Such is the art of lesions on the classical mask.
Tagged pith... twitsFall, in the city of no navel, ashen span of naps and mounds of leaves collected for futile burial. No. No one here has lost their way.
Tagged pith... twitsBaudrillard gives me a brain boner. _The Transparency of Evil_. http://tinyurl.com/n9o6fa Warning: Also major bummer.
Tagged pith... twitsWhere the Other was, there has the Same come to be.” – Baudrillard
Tagged pith... twits“We are procurers of encounter, pimps of interfacing and interactivity.” Jean Baudrillard, 1990!
Tagged pith... twits“..our clone-ideal today: a subject purged of the other, deprived of its divided character & doomed to self-metastasis, to pure repetition.”
Tagged pith... twits“No longer the hell of other people, but the hell of the Same.” – Jean Baudrillard, “The Hell of the Same,” from _The Transparency of Evil_.
Tagged pith... twitsJames Joyce was a synthesizer, trying to bring in as much as he could. I am an analyzer, trying to leave out as much as I can. -Sam Beckett
Tagged pith... twitsIf you have one, wear its wrinkles with pride.
Tagged pith... twitsDon’t over ironize the already shriveled soul.
Tagged pith... twits“Don’t wait to be hunted to hide, that’s always been my motto.” – Samuel Beckett, ‘Molloy’
Tagged pith... twitsMoot are the boots of an ether rustler.
Tagged pith... twits