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You simplify and dramatise the whole thing with your literary mathematics. I don’t waste any words with the argument of experience, because your type never accepts experience, nor the notion of experience..

The reality of the individual..is an incoherent reality and must be expressed incoherently.

On the crown of the passional relation I live,dead to oneness,non-entity and unalone,untouched by the pulls of the solitudes,at rest above the deep green central flowing falling away on either hand to the special margins,the red solitude and the violet solitude,the red oneness and the violent oneness;at the summit of the bow, indifferent to the fake integrities,the silence between my eyes,the body between the wings.

Year of Beckett, #2 - extremely dense, Joycean.

this book is horny in a decidedly unerotic manner. it is funny though

When will these FUCKWIT publishers learn how to properly cater to middlebrow idiots like me - yes I’m interested in Beckett’s prose, it’s beautiful and really strange here, but I’d be happier if you did violence to it and its multilingual subtlety by translating it into ENGLISH. To not have three pages entirely in French is not asking too much, is it? I’m not translating it myself, that’s your job !!

Still doing the lead up to Federman’s Journey to Chaos. For those playing along at home, ie precisely no one alive.