Loving with no desire to see you
And running
And eating
And fucking until death
Manuel Carmo in Noites de Verγo, Novo Imbondeiro Editions, 1998
ON EXCESS
Excess, be it linguistic or pictorial the Difference for + is always at the service of Truth.
It is in it that emotions are refined.
Dream feeds off it.
I am not moved by judging the truth that sprouts from thinking this way. I am only interested in exaggeratedly
giving opinions on the practice of excess in Art.
First: I want I dare I know I silence.
Second: I silence I want.
Third: I know I silence.
Fourth: I dare I know.
Fifth: I want I dare I know I silence.
The Difference for + violates truth, makes it over and reframes it in to my emotion.
New truth.
+ truth.
I silence.
And never say less than I intend to hear.
Talking fast and switching syllables is a good exercise to see if we can understand each other without talking.
If we understand each other on the excessively true plane of what we feel before we realise that we have to feel something.
Then excess must be a tasty vice
And very,
very,
very,
very,
very
excessive,
permanently bringing our attention back to the plane of abuse,
which can only be healed by the disease itself.
ON THE ABUSE OF DISORDER
The Difference for + distances order, abuses it until it is found dying. It does not kill it but causes it to forget
to such an extent that it is subverted to the point where we find it difficult to support any routine with it.
It is then easy to choose that moment to, as I stated in 1998, Run, Eat and Fuck until death, in a disorderly desire
to find Love beyond sight .
Love or
The simple act of creation in Art.
Because creation drowns, with excess, the complex act of recreating the old, which is obviously what the
pondered and wise who are very cultured dedicate themselves to.
The Difference for + upsets the order of what is already known and brings chaos to what is yet to come,
rendering us our freedom.
The abuse of disorder constitutes the most vigorous element of the Difference for +.
It is possible to survive deprived of this. But it is impossible to create without being like this.
ON CREATION
Thus I know
that creation happens alone.
Thus I dare
to make it happen.
Thus I want
to affirm only from me.
Thus
I silence myself.
I think.
