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black babe white fa ce _ening



It seems clear to me that philosophy is truly an unvoiced song, with the same feel for movement music has.


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Find your black holes and white walls, know them, KNOW YOUR FACES; it is the only way you will be able to dismantle them and draw your lines of flight.
____________Say remove an Eye Here__ HOld a nOse there think of a Picasso portrait deconstructing

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Indeed how remove the face of mask that plasters down the skin to the oily eyes,
preventing all else from seeing. Heart beating at the rate of death.

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N’écoute les conseils de personne, sinon du vent qui passe et nous raconte les histoires du monde. _________Debussy




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this is a photo of my father reading an excerpt from his friend Michel Foucault's book about Sexuality. Professor Deleuze (my father) is
leaning a little on the coffin of Foucault
as the coffin is readied to go
be grounded. Put in the ground
grounded, buried . Bodies bodes
last rites funeral rites
rites of passage


age pass ritual reading
eulogy .



Debussy says don't listen to the advice of others neither to
the wind passing tellin us stories about the world
about the world
the world
the bodes
bodies
buried
across clasp grapes of bodies
by her breast

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Nota: 'my father' philosophically. In Deleuzoguattarian terms this might be read as a contradiction in terms, but in this case, it functions as a fictional episteme. Cheers, Reader.____________ CP __ explaination of fictations: CD_ of course I mean the time when we were leaving the last 2 years remember? CP_ yes.