We Shall Never Resolve The

Prophesying Catastrophe Is Incredibly Banal. The More Original Move Is To Assume That It Has Already Happened.

It Is A World Completely Rotten With Wealth, Power, Senility, Indifference, Puritanism And Mental Hygiene, Poverty And Waste, Technological Futility And Aimless Violence, And Yet I Cannot Help But Feel It Has About It Something Of The Dawning Of The Universe. Perhaps Because The Entire World Continues To Dream Of New York, Even As New York Dominates And Exploits It.

Feelings Are Never True. They Play With Their Mirrors.

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.

Information...exhausts Itself In The Staging Of Meaning...[and Leads] Not At All To A Surfeit Of Innovation But To The Very Contrary, To Total Entropy