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Erinnerung Und du wartest, erwartest das Eine, das dein Leben unendlich vermehrt; das Mächtige, Ungemeine, das Erwachen der Steine, Tiefen, dir zugekehrt. Es dämmern im Bücherständer die Bände in Gold und Braun; und du denkst an durchfahrene Länder, an Bilder,… more ›
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In eins Dreizehnter Feber. Im Herzmund erwachtes Schibboleth. Mit dir, Peuple de Paris. No pasarán. 5 Schäfchen zur Linken: er, Abadias, der Greis aus Huesca, kam mit den Hunden über das Feld, im Exil stand weiß eine Wolke menschlichen Adels,… more ›
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Schibboleth Mitsamt meinen Steinen, den großgeweinten hinter den Gittern, schleiften sie mich 5 in die Mitte des Marktes, dorthin, wo die Fahne sich aufrollt, der ich keinerlei Eid schwor. Flöte, 10 Doppelflöte der Nacht: denke der dunklen Zwillingsröte in Wien… more ›
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Since I have sworn that I would not pursue retranslating Malevich’s Suprematism manifesto until after completing the dissertation, I’ll use a deficient translation I found online several weeks ago. I won’t pretend it’s sufficient and not flawed. My reading, also… more ›
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In Part 1, Section 1.2B.iv “The limits of Erlebniskunst and the rehabilitation of allegory” in Truth and MethodGadamer delineates between allegory and symbol: “The symbol is the coincidence of the sensible and the non-sensible; allegory, the meaningful relation of the… more ›
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Kazimir Severinovich Malevich [Казимир Северинович Малевич] was Russian in its most contested forms: he was born in Ukraine of ethnic Poles, which would make his name Kazimierz Malewicz. I suspect that such contingencies of identity–particularly within the Slavic linguistic system… more ›
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Sometime Around Midnight (Acoustic Version)*The Airborne Toxic EventSometime Around Midnight (Acoustic Version) – Single This song has a Jesus & Mary Chain and Psychedelic Furs vibe from the late 80s, which can never be a bad thing. NorwayBeach HouseNorway This… more ›
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The online academic journal borderlands out of Australia will publish my review essay of Lisa Guenther’s The Gift of the Other: Levinas and the Politics of Reproduction next month. I’ll post a link as soon as the new issue is… more ›
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Nietzsche writes in Ecce Homo that it is something like a sickness to sit down at the beginning of the day to read instead of taking a brisk walk first. This morning I forwent this advice and sat reading a… more ›
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The first time I had sex after my father died my orgasm was amazing. It was as if my physical joy was supplemented by the knowledge that his body already lay rotting in a casket, unable to feel pleasure again.… more ›