Thursday

when you delete a word, the absence fuses with something–the presence of the sentence. It connects and forms something out of nothing (that absence), and out of the absence of a word, something rises and propagates. The presence permeates the page but it’s not oppressive. It eludes but it doesn’t form any shadows because there is just nothing there. It it the negation of a word, an absence. And the presence is only the presence of the absence. It is by being an absence that a presence forms. That’s why it’s free and weightless. Something exists but it doesn’t. That’s the kind of sentence that I want.



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