Genius Is Childhood Recaptured.

In Years To Come Cities Will Stretch Out Horizontally And Will Be Non-urban (los Angeles). After That, They Will Bury Themselves In The Ground And Will No Longer Have Names. Everything Will Become Infrastructure Bathed In Artificial Light And Energy. The Brilliant Superstructure, The Crazy Verticality Will Have Disappeared. New York Is The Final Fling Of This Baroque Verticality, This Centrifugal Excentricity, Before The Horizontal Dismantling Arrives, And The Subterranean Implosion That Will Follow.

Nothing Is Wholly Obvious Without Becoming Enigmatic. Reality Itself Is Too Obvious To Be True .

For The Heavenly Fire No Longer Strikes Depraved Cities, It Is Rather The Lens Which Cuts Through Ordinary Reality Like A Laser, Putting It To Death.

It Is The Real, And Not The Map, Whose Vestiges Subsist Here And There, In The Deserts Which Are No Longer Those Of The Empire But Our Own: The Desert Of The Real Itself.

The Opposite Of Knowledge Is Not Ignorance, But Deceit And Fraud.