Time is the substance I am made of. Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger which destroys me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire which consumes me, but I am the fire.
“But there is perhaps another, more joyous way of seeing things, and of finally substituting for eternally critical theory an ironic theory.”
Jean Baudrillard | Fatal Strategies
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