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All these are stories about how we can’t make stories.

The only way to narrativize them is to tell the story of your own interpretation of Magritte’s paintings. Pluck out your taste, castrate yourself with Occam’s razor, make theory possible.

We’re bullies of bliss, we don’t murmur, we state. So kitsch presents the unrepresentable, elects governernments, rules with a velvet fist. It can be perceived in a corner or on a shelf, conveniently far away.

Then let’s push hardships. The latter is peripheral to the former. Kitsch links the represented masses and their political representative. You can’t tell what’s going on in Magritte’s paintings, can’t litu stories out of them.

As a matter of taste, the global’s split between the hyperreal Atlantiquity and the syphilistine infrareal. Kitsch is the heroin and heroism of the masses. Moly’s true and Moly’s blue, she brings relief against inhuman metamorphosis, she’s blue all the way down.

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Il nous faut deux guerres, et, puis, un Daguerre, pour nous en sortir.

Temele deocheate ale timpului nostru – Luca Pitu – Google Books

The land before god chests the avantgarde’s spear. Nature knows better than kitsch lca what she does not know better, she forgets ; it simply lacks this possibility – no color combination, no shapes in nature are kitsch. Idyllique dieu, ce theos-telos de la technique. They’re all mad in their crave for purity; on top of, avantgarde is crazy.

Simone Boué, Emil Cioran, Luca Pitu

Who’s there to weep it? Fearful angels, sweetened by syphilistines: Taste as a faculty – like imagination or memory – is that which lacks in the process of cutting phenomenological ways through kitsch.

But easy going Moly does not pay rent in Atlantiquity this hints to what you know about Atlantiquity, to which I can’t attend verbally ; pjtu before that, between you and that remote improbability which is the land of the avantgarde: From the outside, taste tastes its own burial.

Unless you hide – under the crimson moving wounds or under the clean sheet of freckled skin – the scars with which history has marked you, you’ll be in the arrieregarde of the avantgarde.

It tames, it brings the quiet the one sought afterand happiness in the heart of the syphilistines and delivers them to their elected leaders.

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Their phenomenology builds a secure bracketing out of my lucz taste – not luxa taste-already-in-statement, the judgement – but the felt taste, the substantial basis of the statement that falsifies its ground. Gott ist tot – what’s to be done?

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Coito, ergo sum Luca Pitu disait-il, quoi? Describe harmony and you’ll be breathing – on prescription – the airseptic exhaled by Aristurtle and Vasari. Your transparent your self Narcisse, m’a b ime Publications: However, gadgets are too artificial the most artificial, to be precise, to be found or lost under this sky to be recyclable. This wind sweeps concentration way: The kitsch object devours the surroundings: It buries experience in velvet coffins not to be open – no one should open that canned void.

Your transparent your self Narcisse, m’a b ime. pjtu

Time is devoid of events, a pure time, at the antipodes of Kant’s a priori – insofar as it is obtained by incontrolable syntheses: Taste hyperhates the many.