"Begin with illegal clarity, then move to gasoline."
Scribble the language out loud, the previous language was polished and tame and most of all in silence. The "in silence" was just a superficial silence of the mute, the oppressed, the barefoot and pregnant. The divine silence, is neither superficial or official, neither a form of in or out, but a form of no form, a of-ness.
The axe was taken to the rope that held the bridge, the match was set to the wick, the primer pushed, the bomb assembled loosely; stretch the bricks that hold the building, melt the pillars that hold the ceiling....
