Scientific Knowledge Is A Kind Of Discourse.

The Nineteenth And Twentieth Centuries Have Given Us As Much Terror As We Can Take. We Have Paid A High Enough Price For The Nostalgia Of The Whole And The One, For The Reconciliation Of The Concept And The Sensible, Of The Transparent And The Communicable Experience. Under The General Demand For Slackening And For Appeasement, We Can Hear The Mutterings Of The Desire For A Return Of Terror, For The Realization Of The Fantasy To Seize Reality. The Answer Is: Let Us Wage A War On Totality; Let Us Be Witnesses To The Unpresentable; Let Us Activate The Differences.

Knowledge Is And Will Be Produced In Order To Be Sold, It Is And Will Be Consumed In Order To Be Valorised In A New Production: In Both Cases, The Goal Is Exchange

The Ruling Class Is And Will Continue To Be The Class Of Decision Makers

One Knows That Frontal And/or Profile Photography Is Torn To Pieces... Inversely, What Remains Of The Photograph Must Be Seen As A Fragment Coming To Fill A Gap In The Drawing.

He Was Too Tough To Experience Disappointments And Resentments - Negative Affections. In This Nihilist Fin De Siècle, He Was Affirmation. Right Through To Illness And Death. Why Did I Speak Of Him In The Past? He Laughed, He Is Laughing, He Is Here. It's Your Sadness, Idiot, He'd Say.