El lenguaje no es una transparencia a través de la cual accedemos a lo real, no es un reflejo fiel de las cosas que nombra, sino una materia a través de la cual construimos versiones del mundo. El lenguaje a la vez que muestra, oculta.
Rather than love, than money, than faith, than fame, than fairness... give me TRUTH.
16 de abril de 2010
-Sometimes I wish that I had a garden to tear apart. I used to get ungry, all the time. Frustrated too. -So you are not frustrated anymore? -I'm not lost anymore. -How did you do that? -Same way anything lost gets found. I stopped looking.
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