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Ars Erotica, Ars Theoretica, Ars Politica

Anti-Journal of an Erosopher

Created on 2004-01-28 20:15:10 (#2042010), last updated 2007-12-24

3,715 comments received, 3,121 comments posted

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Name:Scu
Birthdate:1982-02-12
Bio
"I stand at the window of this great house in the south of France as night falls, the night which is leading me to the most terrible morning of my life. I have a drink in my hand, there is a bottle at my elbow. I watch my reflection in the darkening gleam of the window pane. [...] My face is like a face you have seen many times. My ancestors conquered a continent, pushing across death-laden plains, until they came to an ocean which faced away from Europe into a darker past." -James Baldwin Giovanni's Room.


"Writing is my whole life, it is my obsession. This vampire which is my talent does not suffer other suitors. Daily I court it, offer my neck to its teeth. This is the sacrifice that the act of creation requires, a blood sacrifice. For only through the body, through the pulling of flesh, can the human soul be transformed. And for images, words, stories to have transformative power, they must arise from the human body—flesh and bone—and from the Earth’s body—stone, sky, liquid, soil. This work, these images, piercing tongue or ear lobes with cactus needle, are my offerings, are my Aztecean blood sacrifices." - Gloria Anzaldúa Borderlands/La Frontera (97)

"Peace will prevail, extinction is the only other option. It may take centuries, but peace is what we need to spend our time cultivating, especially in the midst of war, when the tendency is to become more and not less obsessed with the things that divide us." -Rebecca Walker

I am also moderator of two communities: [info]control_society and [info]ghp_alum, you should visit them, and perhaps even join.

Before I go
I'm supposed to get a last wish:
Generous reader
burn this book
It's not at all what 1 wanted to say
Though it was written in blood
It's not what I wanted to say.


No lot could be sadder than mine
I was defeated by my own shadow:
My words took vengeance on me.


Forgive me, reader, good reader
If I cannot leave you
With a warm embrace. I leave you
With a forced and sad smile.


Maybe that's all I am
But listen to my last word:
I take back everything I`ve said.
With the greatest bitterness in the world
I take back everything I`ve said.

-Nicanor Parra
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