Keridwan

"I salute you from the Petrified Forest of human culture.
Where nothing is left standing.
But where roam great swirling lights.
Which call for the deliverance of foliage and bird.
From your fingers flow the sap of trees in flower."

Andre Breton

On Feminism

"And in truth, they too are men, those women feminists so derided by Nietzsche. Feminism is nothing but the operation of a woman who aspires to be like a man. And in order to resemble the masculine dogmatic philosopher this woman lays claim – just as much claim as he – to truth, science and objectivity in all their castrated delusions of virility. Feminism too seeks to castrate. It wants a castrated woman. Gone the style. (Jacques Derrida)

Carl Einstein writes on primitive modernism:

“The African sacrifices and intensifies his body; his flesh
is visibly dedicated to the universal, which gains a tangible
form on his body” (p. 89) “The psychologising and theatrical
European is most likely to feel this in a mask. A human being
always changes slightly, but he still tries to maintain a certain
continuity, an identity. It is particularly the European who
has shaped this feeling into an almost hypertrophic cult.
The African, however, is less burdened by a subjective selfhood
and he honours objective forces: in order to prevail against them
he must become those forces, especially when he celebrates them
most intensely. With his transformation he establishes the balance
with an annihilating adoration; he prays to the god, he dances
ecstatically for the tribe, and the god. This transformation gives
him the most powerful understanding of objectivity, in which
all individuality is destroyed.” (p. 90)

O Fortuna
velut luna
statu variabilis,
semper crescis
aut decrescis;
vita detestabilis
nunc obdurat
et tunc curat
ludo mentis aciem,
egestatem,
potestatem
dissolvit ut glaciem.