Truth is hegemony.
Falsehood is constructed by hegemony.
Praxis is the manifestation of hegemony.
Silence is freedom.
Stasis is the embodiment of freedom.
Uncertainty could be either.
Some nights you shouldn’t sleep because you will just toss and turn and think during the ten or fifteen minute spurts when you manage to sleep, asking a hundred troubling questions you haven’t thought of before and for which you have no answers, then waking up to think about every last one of them, just at 3.00 in the morning when you have nowhere to turn and no-one to turn to.
§ As you get older, the ghosts become more real than anything else.
§ Under the leaves, soil. Under the soil, stone. Under the stone, souls.
§ Radically empowering individuals in society may be the worst mistake we ever made.
§ Want to be a radical? Refuse to suffer. Then, wait for the assault.
§ Goodbye 2017, part two. (The real part.)
§ Sometimes you find home where you’ve never been—and you dwell where you aren’t.
§ The self can’t play Atlas for postmodernity because science is now supernatural.
§ Rehab is universal. So is history.
§ Identity, transcendence, and tactics.
§ Untitled. (a.k.a. Pretty faces, new old photos.)