joke

The human body is a battlefield we would do well to return.

Now there is nothingness, now death, now putrefaction, now ressurrection: to wait for i don’t know what apocalypse beyond that, what explosion of what beyond in order to get straightened out

with things

is a dirty joke.

Antonin Artaud, Electroshock

watercolour in sketchbook, a3, 2012

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