Lennuieternel: “The Main Thing, When A Sword Cuts Into One’s Soul, Is To Keep A Calm Gaze, Lose No Blood, Accept The Coldness Of The Sword With The Coldness Of A Stone. By Means Of The Stab, After The Stab, Become Invulnerable.” — Franz Kafka,
mythaelogy: “so I may be replaced / by a machine / which in its violence / behaves / more like me” — Camille Rankine, “Necessity Defense of Instutional Memory” from Incorrect Merciful Impulses
