My project is not an academic one, but one of life. I wanted to put flesh on the attempts of theory. I wanted to paint out life. I wanted to show life and thereby live myself. I failed. There is no more life. There is no more self. There is only my failure. And in this inability lies my beginning.

Poetry shouldn’t look and feel like poetry.
Theory shouldn’t look and feel like theory.

With every sentence and every word we create a space.