Power Is Only Too Happy To Make

A Series Of Accidents Creates A Positively Light-hearted State, Out Of Consideration For This Strange Power.

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.

If You Assume Any Rate Of Improvement At All Then The Games Will Become Indistinguishable From Reality. It Would Seem To Follow That The Odds That We Are In Base Reality Would Be One In Billions.

If Everything Is Perfect, Language Is Useless. This Is True For Animals. If Animals Don't Speak, It's Because Everything's Perfect For Them. If One Day They Start To Speak, It Will Be Because The World Has Lost A Certain Sort Of Perfection.

The Multiplication Of Individual Sects Should Not Fool Us: The Important Point Is That The Whole Of America Is Preoccupied With The Sect As A Moral Institution, With Its Immediate Demand For Beatification, Its Material Efficacity, Its Compulsion For Justification, And Doubtless Also With Its Madness And Frenzy.