This City Is Dying Of Rabies. Is

The Here-and-now Demands Attention, Is More Present To Us. We Dismiss The Inner World Of Our Ideas As Less Important, Although Most Of Our Immediate Physical Reality Originated Only In The Mind. The Tv, Sofa, Clock And Room, The Whole Civilisation That Contains Them Once Were Nothing Save Ideas.

We Have Laboured Long To Build A Heaven, Only To Find It Populated With Horrors.

Love Doesn't Have A Point. Love Is The Point.

A Lot Of The Critique Of Our Growing Mechanization Was Actually At Its Strongest, And Arguably At Its Most Perceptive, During The Late '60s.

All Culture Must Have Arisen From Cult.