Do not misunderstand: it was not my fault if I overheard a conversation - they were just too indifferent! Anyways, it was the volume and intensity - i could say a heated one - of their conversation that drawn me to it. Snooping, you might say. But that is for me irrelevant. Listen and you might want to overhear it too!
This happened in a desolate and unfrequented bar, owing perhaps to the bad music played there. But nonetheless, beer there was great - it is only for this thing that we could still afford crooked and unsymmetrical lines...The male belly does not give me enough reason to believe that he is a god, one observed; but i might add that it is enough a reason to measure his ugliness, and not things! Anyways, anyways, listen! Thus:
Lucious: So, how was last Saturday? Great, no?
Vaxillano: i spent it doing nothing...
L: come again?!
V: i did nothing!
L: But what an abuse of words!
V: And how is that, eh?
L: You see, your proposition is impossible...you cannot perform such a thing, a nothing!
V: I do not get it...
L: I did nothing: let did be something that needs a thing; but what you said was precisely a negation of the precondition of doing; namely, nothing!
V: yes, yes; it is beginning to be clear now...
L: doing nothing...is simply: doing something that from the outset cannot be done (because nothing is an impossibility if done); it could only be denoted; you cannot create something from nothing!
V: I see, i see...
L: and so you see now my point; you need thus to restate your assessment of last week...
V: if i have time...
L: i know..
V: what?
L: i said "i know"...
V: what...?
L: i know that all this talk is nonsense and means nothing...i know that i know nothing!
V: interesting! explain, then!
L: i know that what i know is nothing.
V: nothing? in what sense?
L: pah! nothing! that which dilutes!...something...a not-a-thing...an illusion, perhaps...
V: but is not an illusion something?
L: hmmm...perhaps that is a precise assessment...well then, nothing only when compared to something...
V: could you dispense with the opposite?...
L: that is not possible...
V: then, you must be a Buddhist...
L: I could not care less whatever I am...
V: but I demand an explanation!...how should "I know that I know nothing", just like "I'm doing nothing" be an impossibility?
L: "i know nothing"...that should not be taken, i will revise my point, literally...it immediately betrays its thought the moment it is disclosed!
V: hmmm...satisfactory...
L: but that is being...
V: what?
L: the fact that it could be formulated in language, but rendered meaningless when uttered, attests to some point: perhaps language is a misconception; an eternally hopeless and irrational device?
V:...I agree...
L: is it not that the kind of specie, which uses such a terrible devise, betrays itself; one that necessarily seduces and lies...such a specie, a being...is, too, seductive and therefore interesting?
V: you know too much!
L: well...quite the reverse: i ask too much!
V: you must be silenced!!!
L: what do you mean?...you do not understand me then, if that is, for you, the case...
V: you must be...
L: you are beginning to interest me my friend...words are often abused...but not me, my friend..
V: then, you must really be...
L: what - i demand!
V: Silenced!!
But what followed was nothing but a commotion of bodies and furnitures; Vaxillano, as I now realized, was a secret agent of some agency (the agency of thought?) - and all throughout the conversation was simply disguising his intentions: that of silencing Lucious...but what interests me really is not the intention of Vaxillano: but the unintentional; the unthought-of; the unarticulated intent hideously hidden behind his every words! How cunning of him!
Then what about that? - you might ask... I cannot at once, at least for the time being, deliver my point...But I could somehow suggest this: let us paint, paint; compose, transpose!....paint not words but colors and tones!...but alas, it all disappears when finally written!
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Saturday, September 29, 2007
a conversation
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