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“I am a loneliness savant.”
― Poison for Breakfast
― Poison for Breakfast
“But the body is also directly involved in a political field; power relations have an immediate hold upon it; they invest it, mark it, train it, torture it, force it to carry out tasks, to perform ceremonies, to emit signs. The political investment of the body is bound up, in accordance with complex reciprocal relations, with its economic use; it is largely as a force of production that the body is invested with relations of power and domination; but, on the other hand, its constitution as labour power is possible only if it is caught up in a system of subjection (in which need is also a political instrument meticulously prepared, calculated and used); the body becomes a useful force only if it is both a productive body and a subjected body. This subjection is not only obtained by the instruments of violence or ideology; it can also be direct, physical, pitting force against force, bearing on material elements, and yet without involving violence; it may be calculated, organized, technically thought out; it may be subtle, make use neither of weapons nor of terror and yet remain of a physical order.”
― Discipline and Punish: The Birth of the Prison
― Discipline and Punish: The Birth of the Prison
“I don't even know if there was anyone that's ever felt as I do.. how they coped, what they did...how do I find out what someone like me does?”
― We Both Laughed in Pleasure: The Selected Diaries of Lou Sullivan
― We Both Laughed in Pleasure: The Selected Diaries of Lou Sullivan
“Autistic traits, taken together, represent everything that allistics devalue in an audience or social exchange.”
― Authoring Autism: On Rhetoric and Neurological Queerness
― Authoring Autism: On Rhetoric and Neurological Queerness
“Sunlight pouring across your skin, your shadow
flat on the wall.
The dawn was breaking the bones of your heart like twigs.
You had not expected this,
the bedroom gone white, the astronomical light pummeling
you in a stream of fists.
You raised your hand to your face as if
to hide it, the pink fingers gone gold as the light
streamed straight to the bone,
as if you were the small room closed in glass
With every speck of dust illuminated.
The light is no mystery,
the mystery is that there is something to keep the light
From passing through.”
― Crush
flat on the wall.
The dawn was breaking the bones of your heart like twigs.
You had not expected this,
the bedroom gone white, the astronomical light pummeling
you in a stream of fists.
You raised your hand to your face as if
to hide it, the pink fingers gone gold as the light
streamed straight to the bone,
as if you were the small room closed in glass
With every speck of dust illuminated.
The light is no mystery,
the mystery is that there is something to keep the light
From passing through.”
― Crush
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