Death is another bar which lies several steps below the normal world. I’m at its threshold, but not yet in it. Its doorway is doorless.
“Part of what dissent has to do is stay a half a step ahead of the process of commodification in order to keep that edge that is the edge of life. That’s something that artists always understand, that they’re just one six-month-period away from being trite. Even in this moment, I can feel my own triteness building behind me like Marvell’s chariot.”
Curtis White