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I empathise so much with this writer and it's hard not to because he evaluates everything from the standpoint of the body. Here are some of his sharp oneliners from his Dada manifesto 1918 and a poem of his...
"Logic is always wrong. It draws the threads of notions, words, in their formal exterior, toward illusory ends and centres.” "Logic is a complication..Its chains kill, it is an enormous centipede stifling independence tarred with Protestantism” “Logic imprisoned by the senses is an organic disease” “Psychoanalysis is a dangerous disease, it puts to sleep the anti-objective impulses” “Morality creates atrophy like every plague produced by intelligence” “Those who are strong in words or force will survive, for they are quick in defence, the agility of limbs and sentiments” “Let each man proclaim: there is a great negative work of destruction to be accomplished.” "I proclaim the opposition of all cosmic faculties to this gonorrhoea of a putrid sun issued from the factories" "pity is a sentiment like diarrhoea...that destroys health, a foul attempt by carrion corpses to compromise the sun”
“Morality has determined charity and pity, two balls of fat that have grown like elephants, like planets" "Dada, a roaring of tense colors, and interlacing of opposites and of all contradictions, grotesques, inconsistencies: LIFE"
The Great Lament Of My Obscurity Three where we live the flowers of the clocks catch fire and the plumes encircle the brightness in the distant sulphur morning the cows lick the salt lilies my son my son let us always shuffle through the colour of the world which looks bluer than the subway and astronomy we are too thin we have no mouth our legs are stiff and knock together our faces are formeless like the stars crystal points without strength burned basilica mad : the zigzags crack telephone bite the rigging liquefy the arc climb astral memory towards the north through its double fruit like raw flesh hunger fire blood by Tristan Tzara