Maxioms by Antonin Artaud
All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar's teeth.
All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar's teeth.
Where there is a stink of shit there is a smell of being
Where there is a stink of shit there is a smell of being
With society and its public, there is no longer any other language than that of bombs, barricades, and all that read more
With society and its public, there is no longer any other language than that of bombs, barricades, and all that follows.
