It Is Not The Slumber Of Reason

The Technocrat Is The Natural Friend Of The Dictator—computers And Dictatorship; But The Revolutionary Lives In The Gap Which Separates Technical Progress From Social Totality, And Inscribed There His Dream Of Permanent Revolution. This Dream, Therefore, Is Itself Action, Reality, And An Effective Menace To All Established Order; It Renders Possible What It Dreams About.

Why Do Men Fight For Their Servitude As Stubbornly As Though It Were Their Salvation?

Something In The World Forces Us To Think. This Something Is An Object Not Of Recognition But Of A Fundamental Encounter.

Language Is Not Made To Be Believed But To Be Obeyed, And To Compel Obedience Newspapers, News, Proceed By Redundancy, In That They Tell Us What We ‘must’ Think, Retain, Expect, Etc. Language Is Neither Informational Nor Communicational. It Is Not The Communication Of Information But Something Quite Different: The Transmission Of Order-words, Either From One Statement To Another Or Within Each Statement, Insofar As Each Statement Accomplishes An Act And The Act Is Accomplished In The Statement

To Affirm Is Not To Bear, Carry, Or Harness Oneself To That Which Exists, But On The Contrary To Unburden, Unharness, And Set Free That Which Lives.