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I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.

Samuel Beckett

But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late!
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Moments Place Time
To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
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Artist Mess Task Work
That desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.
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Desert Lonely Love Man
In my head there are several windows, that I do know, but perhaps it is always the same one, open variously on the parading universe.
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Head Myself Universe Window
Then I went back into the house and wrote, It is midnight. The rain is beating on the windows. It was not midnight. It was not raining.
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Home Myself Rain Window Writing
To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
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Change Myself Transformation
I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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Feeling Myself Record
Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
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Clothes Thinking Word
Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
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End Thankful Yourself
The old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust.
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Disgust Love Old Tolerance
Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.
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Better Failure Inspirational Time Try
People are bloody ignorant apes.
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Animal Blood Ignorance People Reality
The essential doesn’t change.
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Change Essence One Liner
Dance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
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Dance Natural Order Thinking
There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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Head Heart Myself
Love, that is all I asked, a little love, daily, twice daily, fifty years of twice daily love like a Paris horse-butcher’s regular, what normal woman wants affection?
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Affection Love Myself Normal Woman

I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.

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