The Infinite Possibility of Biology

My inability to write brought me here; not the God of my parents, no, no, what condemned me is the seer saying “life flourishes through work.” This is a summer of reckoning. I was sitting on the window of our neighbor, in a cat form, what can we say about this creature but the very … Read more

Blue Angel

Falcon, the singular hair of mustache, developed into the hard clay of the china plate. You break the ceiling glass to see a picture of a sky with its phallic excellence. From the ground up, I drew my swords and cut through the wounds of these walls; it had a name for me; it called … Read more

Infant Appetite

O, my close friend, death. Forest, an open grass field, a still river that speaks of nothing but peace, was a place I found this self of mine. Naked, sleeping on the soft ground, from afar I could see a boat floating, empty. The sun burned as if the place were a desert: I stood … Read more

Submission to a Self-imposed Necessity

Allowing one’s to be obliterated by the sheer power of contingency, which I call knowledge derived from practical garbage; if you recall, the reason for behaving in a vulgar manner assumes certain innocence which is pure in an a priori sense. In the dark, you can see yourself through the mirror when the smoke arises … Read more

Airless Object and Christian Woman

I forgot how sweet the malady was; it has dissipated in the morning sun, in everyday human relations, can’t you hear its droplets? A distinctive site.Come hug me, wake me up to the time were the mountain was in my living room, give me back the ages were I saw a thriving ecology, in between … Read more

The Claudelian Problematic

No, no, I haven’t been damned by the rainbow, but saved by it; melancholic morbidity systematizes sunshine, butterflies, and rainbows. One reads the book to move to the uncharted territory of the prose of the impossible, the word of God shall illuminate the weakness of the impossible in its inability to foster a description of … Read more

Compute, the Alchemy of the Office

How can a chair be Cher? She won’t allow it. She has the agency over and above everything; she won’t accept being ruled by an office set up to compute. The glamour’s corridors wouldn’t amount to her shoe, what it supports doesn’t surmount to what the shoe represents; it’s nonetheless a copy that degenerates to … Read more