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"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"

"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."

"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Saturday, September 22, 2007

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To disappear in a few days: don't look for it Tuesd'y. What I've been doing in my absence: this whatness delivered yesterday to my colleagues. You were kind and incredibly generous. Thank you.

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Utter: On Skepticism and the Second Book

What cannot be said above all must not be silenced, but written. Myself, I am a man of speech, I have never had anything to write. When I have something to say I say it or say it to myself, basta. You are the only one to understand why it really was necessary that I write exactly the opposite, as concerns axiomatics, of what I desire, what I know my desire to be, in other words you: living speech, presence itself, proximity, the proper, the guard, etc. I have necessarily written upside down--and in order to surrender to Necessity. —Derrida, Envois

[disappeared it]

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To Francisco, K, and Lyle: gratitude. Lyle, you always help me think.

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"and what is the use of a book...without pictures or conversations?"


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