4 Feb 2013

And always death. A name that cannot be owned. We find ourselves face to face with the binary machine. Exposed mucous membrane. Unfolding a genuine rhetoric. A new mode which emerges unscathed. It goes without saying. A change not satisfied with experience transforms the very nature of work. A radical change in inkling. A decisive economy of gesture. Borrow the notion. A space where the subject of enunciation can no longer be separated. An entangled knot of experience and procedure. Movements and stops. Methods that are always new. The cloudy part of a parable. Some singular transcendent. The machine transfigures matter. Defining a force, a vector. A movement that belongs. Impossible to refer. Only to reduce. Aspect of things. A translation that traversed the saying. Yet another avenue of access. This insight mingles with countless forms. Yielding to a constant flow. Strange products and changing compounds. The inexhaustible presses toward the light. Analysis a dead end, a stumbling block. Threshold. Bound to fail in the face of reason. A hint that tilts. The futility of every work. A watershed seeking to capture segments. The risk of a wholly impossible enumeration. To reduce the specific. Nihilistic figures of reference. A total absence of rejection.