archives for Thursday 13 November 2008
what I read last night, to the appalled (or anyway total) silence of my peers
Thursday 13 November 2008 | 12 cookies in the jar
THE BLANK CHECK So in the end, which is already written even though you haven’t even started yet, you’re left with the idea, just an idea gutted of language, which is now useless, an idea is useless like a dead body is, perfect and complete, it’s all there only, it’s inanimate. The idea being about [...]
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