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  1. “As soon as something is represented it becomes an image of itself, semiotically richer but existentially impoverished, alienated, drawn out of itself and extenuated—a potential commodity.” — Hakim Bey
  2. All the religions had very strong views about talking to the dead. And so did Mrs. Cake. They held that it was sinful. Mrs. Cake held that it was only common courtesy. — Terry Pratchett, Reaper Man
  3. “The poverty of our century is unlike that of any other. It is not, as poverty was before, the result of natural scarcity, but of a set of priorities imposed upon the rest of the world by the rich. Consequently, the modern poor are not pitied … but written off as trash. The twentieth-century consumer economy has produced the first culture for which a beggar is a reminder of nothing.” — John Berger
  4. “An image of thought called philosophy has been formed historically and it effectively stops people from thinking.” ― Gilles Deleuze, Dialogues II
  5. “It is always from the depths of its impotence that each power center draws its power, hence their extreme maliciousness, and vanity” ― Gilles Deleuze, A Thousand Plateaus: Capitalism and Schizophrenia
  6. “How many people today live in a language that is not their own? Or no longer, or not yet, even know their own and know poorly the major language that they are forced to serve? This is the problem of immigrants, and especially of their children, the problem of minorities, the problem of a minor literature but also a problem for all of us: how to tear a minor literature away from its own language, allowing it to challenge the language and making it follow a sober revolutionary path? How to become a nomad and an immigrant and a gypsy in relation to one’s own language? Kafka answers: steal the baby from its crib, walk the tight rope.” ― Gilles Deleuze, Kafka: Toward a Minor Literature
  7. Half of life is lost in charming others. The other half is lost in going through anxieties caused by others. Leave this play, you have played enough! -Rumi
  8. “A banker? Me?” “Yes, Mr. Lipwig.” “But I don’t know anything about running a bank!” “Good! No preconceived ideas.” “I’ve robbed banks!” “Capital! Just reverse your thinking,” said Lord Vetinari, beaming. “The money should be on the inside.” Terry Pratchett, Making Money
  9. No wonder we cannot appreciate the really central Kafka joke: that the horrific struggle to establish a human self results in a self whose humanity is inseparable from the horrific struggle. David Foster Wallace, Consider the Lobster and other essays
  10. I just misread someone's username as "Streptococcus".
  11. I knew (past tense!) so many people who talked about pooping constantly. One of them was my old boss, and she would go into specifics. I was screaming internally for the two months I had to work there, and I knew what was happening to her internally far better than I'd care to. I had one coworker who was obsessed with comparing everything to wiping a baby's butt. I swear if you asked her (not that anyone ever asked her anything, she was volunteering opinions throughout the shift) how you code in c++, she'd go "just like wiping a baby's butt!!" - and proceeded to explain how you wipe a baby's butt, every time! Oh and there was that guy with perpetual explosive infectious diarrhea who kept us up to date on his bms too. Not enough lysol in the world... Seriously, there's therapy for those kinds of anal fixations. I cringed just remembering all the unasked for poop talk.
  12. The "we bonded over what a jerk her boyfriend is to her" is fashionable again, as is the resulting $#!tfest of said tortured princess ditching the knight to go back to her jerk. Yawn. Grow up.
  13. The birds do not sing in these mornings. The skies are white all day. The Canadian geese fly over high up in the moonlight with the lonely sound of their discontent. Going south. Now the rains and soon the snow. The black trees are leafless, the flowers gone. Only cabbages are left in the bedraggled garden. Truth becomes visible, the architecture of the soul begins to show through. — Jack Gilbert, from “Half the Truth,”
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