Animals Have No Unconscious, Because

It Is The Real, And Not The Map, Whose Vestiges Subsist Here And There, In The Deserts Which Are No Longer Those Of The Empire But Our Own: The Desert Of The Real Itself.

Imagine The Amazing Good Fortune Of The Generation That Gets To See The End Of The World. This Is As Marvelous As Being There In The Beginning.

In The Same Way That We Need Statesmen To Spare Us The Abjection Of Exercising Power, We Need Scholars To Spare Us The Abjection Of Learning.

Every Photographed Object Is Merely The Trace Left Behind By The Disappearance Of All The Rest. It Is An Almost Perfect Crime, An Almost Total Resolution Of The World, Which Merely Leave The Illusion Of A Particular Object Shining Forth, The Image Of Which Then Becomes An Impenetrable Enigma.

Television Knows No Night. It Is Perpetual Day. Tv Embodies Our Fear Of The Dark, Of Night, Of The Other Side Of Things.