Endlessness of the text whether written or spoken engulfs all possibilities of non-language development by cutting thinker off from doing other way round. The aim of constantly growing hypertext is to oppress and discipline, to build and maintain inescapable fatality of so-called communication through the addressing it to the non-existence.
notion of nothingness and life absurdity accommodates perfectly within any concepts and certainly become their yet disguised essence
Where there is a stink of shit
there is a smell of being.
Antonin Artaud, “The Pursuit of Fecality,” To Have Done with the Judgment of God (1947)
“You are outside life, you are above life, you have miseries which the ordinary man does not know, you exceed the normal level, and it is for this that men refuse to forgive you, you poison their peace of mind, you undermine their stability. You have irrepressible pains whose essence is to be in-adaptable to any known state, indescribable in words. You have repeated and shifting pains, incurable pains, pains beyond imagining, pains which are neither of the body nor of the soul, but which partake of both. And I share your suffering, and I ask you: who dares to ration our relief? We are not going to kill ourselves just yet. In the meantime, leave us the hell alone.”
Antonin Artaud , The Liquidation of Opium (1925)
“What got me by during
that period was conceiving of the history of philosophy as a kind of
ass-fuck, or, what amounts to the same thing, an immaculate conception.
I imagined myself approaching an author from behind and giving him a child
that would indeed be his but would nonetheless be monstrous.”
Deleuze, “I Have Nothing to Admit,” trans. Janis Forman, Semiotext(e),
Anti-Oedipus 2, 3 (1977), p. 12 (translation modified).