poetry | photography | philosophy
There is no trace of alterity in Being; in Being, nothing. One returns to the world, without actually returning anywhere. One returns to the world, without movement, as oneself, that is: one returns, without return, to the world, as what one is and always was, as oneself as Human Being. To be human is to…
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One knows one has hit rock bottom. Verity of verities, to believe in one’s beliefs is necessarily to fail. One hits rock bottom… and realises that images, understood as copies, are done in imitation of one’s cares, of what one cares… to remember – of what one cares to care about. There is no end…
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