Maxioms by Jean Baudrillard
Terror is as much a part of the concept of truth as runniness is of the concept of jam. We read more
Terror is as much a part of the concept of truth as runniness is of the concept of jam. We wouldn't like jam if it didn't, by its very nature, ooze. We wouldn't like truth if it wasn't sticky, if, from time to time, it didn't ooze blood.
Perhaps our eyes are merely a blank film which is taken from us after our deaths to be developed elsewhere read more
Perhaps our eyes are merely a blank film which is taken from us after our deaths to be developed elsewhere and screened as our life story in some infernal cinema or dispatched as microfilm into the sidereal void.
Depression moods lead, almost invariably, to accidents. But, when they occur, our mood changes again, since the accident shows we read more
Depression moods lead, almost invariably, to accidents. But, when they occur, our mood changes again, since the accident shows we can draw the world in our wake, and that we still retain some degree of power even when our spirits are low. A series of accidents creates a positively light-hearted state, out of consideration for this strange power.
Boredom is like a pitiless zooming in on the epidermis of time. Every instant is dilated and magnified like the read more
Boredom is like a pitiless zooming in on the epidermis of time. Every instant is dilated and magnified like the pores of the face.
The order of the world is always right -- such is the judgment of God. For God has departed, but read more
The order of the world is always right -- such is the judgment of God. For God has departed, but he has left his judgment behind, the way the Cheshire Cat left his grin.