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There were several books on the bookshelf that I was too short to reach, and one who didn’t fit amongst the others because of its size: it was being kept on the desk in the office instead. The book of chronicles. I learned to read fairly late, and I started out with this one. “The 20th century chronicles”. I was sitting with it for days on end. All through the night, secretly. The cover was a collage of scientists, presidents, celebrities, emigrants, wars and athletes. It was rather easy to grasp, well arranged with two months worth of time for every page spread: history begun in January of 1900 and ended, abruptly, in December of 1987.
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Once I asked my parents for a dictionary. I wanted the boxed kind, navy with a magnifying glass. But Dad doesn't get gratification deferral in that way, so instead I got the kind with two volumes, six columns inside. According to it, desire is both a longing and an absence. It's sexual. And desiree is a kind of potato, pink-skinned with yellow waxy flesh.
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Image: A very sunny late summers day at the southern coast of Sweden. On the beach a placard has been erected, 3,60 x 2,55 meters. Behind it, the sea and the sandy beach. The sun stands low and shines like a lamp on the placard. A shimmering light from the sea. The placard is painted with straight lines, in the same colors as the sky, the sea and the beach. It is quite windy and Dad is standing behind the placard, holding a rope to straighten it up. On the placard it is written:

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Part 2 of “All Talk, No Action” (see below).
To handle and act within art today is to choose between “with us”, or “against us”!! And we all know that "against us" is not really an option. There is no such thing as "against us", we are all onboard from the get go and possibly all the way to the end.
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The subject is distinguished from the non-subject by the minimum of freedom to be itself, i.e. it has the freedom to defend its self in view of real unfreedom. A human being cannot be reduced to its status as mere object. It knows, as Carl Schmitt says, "not only birth," the facticity of its having been cast, "but also the possibility of a rebirth," which, as Hölderlin says in The Course of Life, is "the freedom to set out whither he will".[1] There is therefore only one obligation for the human subject: to be free in view of its freedom.
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Why Michel Foucault? Because philosophy in Foucault's sense is a PERSONAL EXPERIENCE, an act of solitude. The solitude of the subject of philosophical experience has nothing to do with pathetic or narcissistic, depressive self-enclosure. The solitude of the philosophical subject is an act of resistance. The subject resists the easiness of mere opinion. It opens itself to new experiences, the EXPERIENCE OF THE NEW SELF.
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