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Problem IX: Warum haben Hurenkinder das allermeiste Glück? . . . . . GUANAJUATONOVIEMBRE . . . . . I remember . . . . . Human Oddities . . . . . Pierre Guyotat . The Prison . . . . . Mário Gomes . Brandsatz & Ästhetik . . . . . Je me souviens… . . . . . This is not your blood. . . . . . American English . . . . . 12 Feb 2011 — 12 Feb 2017 . . . . . HER . . . . . The Transversal Shelf of Printed Books in Times of Accelerated Opaque Media . . . . . I remember… . . . . . Ich erinnere mich… . . . . . Exodus. Gods and Kings . . . . . I remember . . . . . Ute Holl . Dream, Clouds, Off, Exile . . . . . Donatien Grau, Pierre Guyotat . Conversation . . . . . TWELVE DRUMMERS DRUMMING . . . . . Mike Wilson . Rockabilly . . . . . Barbara Basting — The Algorithm and I . . . . . Custom Creates Law . . . . . Quaddie . . . . . LISTMANIA . . . . . Hermal . . . . . Tyler Coburn . Ergonomic Futures . . . . . Marcus Quent . Ohne Halt . . . . . THE MOST BEAUTIFUL CLOUD NAMES . . . . . Pierre Guyotat . Unabhängigkeit . . . . . Facebook’s Just a Nail Studio . . . . . Michael Heitz . Noch ein neuer Gott in Teilen . . . . . Artificial and Other Intelligences . . . . . Charlemagne Rides through Paris . . . . . Peter Ott . Die monotheistische Zelle oder Berichte aus der Fiktion . . . . . Boutiques on the Bosporus . . . . . L’œuvre d'art n’a pas d’idée, elle est idée . . . . . Paradox I: That all things kill themselves . . . . . 12 May 2011 – 12 May 2017: On Non-Digital Storage Media . . . . . How to Pilot an Aeroplane . . . . . China frisst Menschen . . . . . BIG BUGS . . . . . Behind the Great Firewall . . . . . ABT. DIE DUEMMSTEN BERLINER FRISÖRNAMEN . . . . . Self-portrait . . . . . Julien Maret . IN EXTREMIS . . . . . Peter Ott . The Monotheistic Cell Or Reports from Fiction . . . . . Michael Heitz . Another New God in Parts . . . . . Marcus Quent . No Respite . . . . . Mike Wilson . Rockabilly

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SCHÖNE WORTE FÜR ABSCHEULICHE DINGE IN ZUFÄLLIGER REIHENFOLGE

Natascha Bub, 03.07.2017

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Weltschmerz
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Lotterbett
Spelunke
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Donnerwetter
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THE MOST BEAUTIFUL CLOUD NAMES

Dorothee Scheiffarth, 24.03.2017

Cumulus tuba ;
Cirrus cumulonimbogenitus ;
Wallcloud ;
Bannerwolke ;
Föhnfische ;
mother-of-pearl cloud ;
Altocumulus translucidus ;
Stratocumulus...

GUANAJUATONOVIEMBRE

Andreas Reihse, 24.03.2017

Setlist:
1 Luminous Procuress
2 Zero
3 Brass Canon
4 Mexican Tea Party
5 Jaguar
6 New Earth
7...

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  • John Donne’s Paradoxes and Problems

    John Donne’s Paradoxes and Problems

    …rather alarms, to truth to arm her than enemies, and they have only this advantage to scape from being called ill things, that they are nothings…

  • FICTIONARY

    FICTIONARY

    Not on any Knowlede’s service this register in progress seeks accumulating entries of imagenables: names, objects, imaginations… singularities, that neither have to be thought nor upon which must be speculated.

  • I remember

    I remember

    Following Georges Perec’s Memory 480: "I remember… (to be continued…)"…

  • Questionnaire

    Red oder Blue? Welche Götter? What’s wrong with reality? Nord oder Süd? Wie sterben? What is the problem with solutions?

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Ute Holl

Dream, Clouds, Off, Exile

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»Ineluctable modality of the visible: at least that if no more, thought through my eyes. Signatures of all things I am here to read, seaspawn and seawrack, the nearing tide, that rusty boot. Snotgreen, bluesilver, rust: coloured signs. Limits of the diaphane. But he adds: in bodies. Then he was aware of them bodies before of them coloured. How? By knocking his sconce against them, sure. Go easy. Bald he was and a millionaire, MAESTRO DI COLOR CHE SANNO. Limit of the diaphane in. Why in? Diaphane, adiaphane. If you can put your five fingers through it it is a gate, if not a door. Shut your eyes and see.


Rhythm begins, you see. I hear. Acatalectic tetrameter of iambs marching. No, agallop: DELINE THE MARE.


Open your eyes now. I will. One moment. Has all vanished since? If I open and am for ever in the black adiaphane. BASTA! I will see if I can see.


See now. There all the time without you: and ever shall be, world without end.«


James Joyce

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