Di Marga Code: Yo vine a Le Havre como si hubiese partido a Groenlandia, hastiada de lo conocido: Hombres, poetas, intelectuales, críticos... desesperada ante mis semejantes, extenuada del infierno en mi isla. Solo el frío me consuela en este exilio, pues quema y no apaga el fuego interior.
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Trop actuel...Artaud total.
incroyable prémonition du 'nouvel ordre' mondial, en 1947, juste deux ans après la 'libération' par les alliés cette émission de l'ORTF a été censurée, bien sûr ! Sacré Antonin, t'avais déjà tout compris...
"Et que ce soit le règne enfin de tous ces ignobles ersatz synthétiques !!"
i learned yesterday - and it seems i'm late in the realization - or maybe it's just a false rumor, one of those dirty gossip that we drag between sinks and toilets, when we empty out the meals once more absorbed.
i learned yesterday of one of the most sensational official practices of american public schools, and is undoubtedly what makes this country thinks it's at the head of progress; allegedly, among exams or tests undergone by a child who for the first time enters a public school, there is one called " of the seminal liquid" or sperm, which consists of asking the candidate a little bit of his sperm in order to hold it in a jar and have it ready for any attempts of artificial insemination that it could serve in the future.
because more and more, americans find they lack arms, and children. not workers, but soldiers. they want with all their strength and by all means possible, make and build soldiers; preparing for all the world wars that could happen, and would be destined to demonstrate the smashing virtue of strength, the excellence of american products, and the fruits of the american sweat in all fields of activity and possible dynamism of the strength.
because you must produce, you must by all possible mean of action replace nature everywhere it can be replaced, you must find a major field for human inertia, the worker must be able to find work, new activity fields must be created, when it will finally be the reign of all fake fabricated products, of all horrid synthetic ersatz, where beautiful nature doesn't do, and must resign, once and for all and ashamed, against all triumphant replacement products, where the sperm of all artificial insemination factories will do wonders in creating armies and armors.
no more fruits, no more trees, no more vegetables, no more pharmaceutical plants or not, and therefore no more food, but synthetical products to satiety, in vapors, in special moods of the atmosphere, on the particular axises of stretched out atmospheres and by synthesis of the resistances against a nature that of war only ever knew fear.
and "long live the war", isn't it how it goes?
because when doing so, it's war, that americans prepared and prepare step by step.
in order to defend this insane processing against all concurrences that would unmistakably arise, you need soldiers, armies, planes, armors, hence this sperm, which it seems american governments would have dared to think about.
because we have more than one enemy, watching us, my son, us, the born capitalists, and among these enemies, stalin's russia, which doesn't lack armed forces either.
all this is very well, but i didn't know americans were such belligerent people.
in order to fight, you have to be hit, and i may have seen a lot of americans involved in wars, but they always had shields of tanks, planes and armors in front of them.
i've seen many machines fight but i've only seen infinitely far beyond the men who drove them.
rather than the nation who feeds its horses, his cows and his donkeys the last tons of the true morphine that remains to replace it by ersatz of smoke, i prefer it the people who eat the delusion they're born from directly on the ground.
i mean the tarahumaras eating peyote directly on the ground when it's born, and who kill the sun to install the kingdom of the dark night, and who shatter the cross so the spaces of space can never meet again.
this is how you'll hear the danse of the tutuguri
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