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"Mr. Herzog was proud of his performance on that last one, a poem rendered in binary code. 'I read it with such exasperation and growing despair that you want to cry at the end,' he said."

"UFOS (Palindrome)

Steel flair, east:
Far creeps of UFOs.
Peer crafts.
Aerial fleets."

--@Anthony_Etherin

"This is hardly an inspiring portrait of the artist today."

The only way to write is out of compassion. Even if it's only compassion for yourself.

"The resulting encounter is with another kind of unity, one opposite the opaque hand-painted mirror of his Black Square: an encounter with the world as semiotic replication of itself, a perpetual kind of fraudulent deformation, or forgery, engineering consensus out of impossibly infinite fractures and networked as the unity of perception itself: I am all of this."