dans l'ombre de ma rencontre

Unmoved mover

All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar's teeth.

Antonin Artaud

Sidereal

Perhaps our eyes are merely a blank film which is taken from us after our deaths to be developed elsewhere and screened as our life story in some infernal cinema or dispatched as microfilm into the sidereal void.

Jean Baudrillard