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‘All our thoughts—desires are mere programming. What we think of as reality is now just another screen. ‘For your own sake, forget everything you've seen.’ We end up wanting not more life or more of life, but more of life lived through all our ever-multiplying screens.

I'm not going to condemn either the internet or streaming services. Nothing worse than some old soak maundering about the death of the imagination.’

‘Downers to sleep, uppers to work—a parody of capitalist programming—Robot screws for the capitalist merry-go-round. He wakes himself up and puts himself to sleep with drugs of every kind—Sleep now is either agitated half-sleep or near-coma—Forms of securing ‘self-identity’ which end up tearing your identity apart—What starts out as a calming ensorcellment of the body ends in pain and the repetition of pain.’

‘I have no desire to be—amiable, reasonable, encyclopaedic curator of the archive—I want it to retain traces of what I might have written at the time, just after his death—unbalanced—self-indulgent. Dissolute, unconventional, ablaze—Fuck the dialectic—We go round and round—consumed by fire—everything I've left behind—For the longest time, not writing this book was—a way of not coming to terms with various things.’