23rd July 2011

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I say I~Rivolta Femminile 1977

Who said that ideaology is also my adventure? Adventure and ideaology are incompatible. I am my own adventure. One day of depression on year of depression one hundred years of depression.

I discard ideaology and I no longer know anything; losing my way is my proof.

I no longer have a glamourous moment at my disposition.

I lose attractiveness.

You will not find an anchor-point in me.

Who said that emancipation has been unmasked?

You court me now because you fear that I will be the interlocutor with the world that you could never be.

You wait for identity from me and cannot make up your own mind.

You were given an identity by man and cannot give it up.

You burden me with your conflict and are hostile to me.

You assault my integrity. 

You would like to put me on a pedestal.

You would like to keep me under your guardianship.
I distance myself and you do not forgive me.

You do not know who I am and you make yourself my mediator.

What I have to say I will say on my own.

Who said that you helped my cause?

I helped your career.

But by appearing I spoilt your party.

Provocation is a gesture of attachment.

You force me to be present at painful revenges on a note of defiance.

You celebrate a myth that fell with me.

Who said that culture is a sublime goal?

It is the sublime goal of self-destruction.

In acquiring culture you have complied unreservedly with a request that excludes you.

You have wanted to participate without existing on your own.

Ultimately you are unrecognizable.

And while this has been happening, you have sufferred from a feeling of inadequacy.

You claim solidarity because you went to the fight.

To my mind you have got yourself into a mess.

You have given your life to show that we are mediocre.

You have got stuck while climbing the phallus.

It seemed a question of time before you succeeded.

They continue to tell you that your mediocrity is temporary.

I see you stuck there forever.

You will come to envy my nothing.

Who said that you do not know power?

‘To occupy oneself with’ is intellectual arrogance.

The more you occupy yourself with women the more estranged you become from me.

Do you know what exposing yourself means?

You search for error without being prepared to risk anything.

Who said that was self-awareness?

That would be a pantomime for fools.

It would be over before it even started.

It has become swamped in misunderstandings.

It has vanished into stale air.

Don’t talk to me if you have ‘experienced self-awareness’.

Self-awareness is the other one.

Have you heard about hte ‘double militancy’?

And about ‘the private is political’?

And the one about ‘you are not doing enough’?

I have found my source of humour.

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