The neighborhood stores are an important part of a city child's life.
Political organizations have slowly substituted themselves for the Churches as the places for believing practices. Politics has once again become religious.
Everyday life invents itself by poaching in countless ways on the property of others.
To walk is to lack a place. It is the indefinite process of being absent and in search of a proper.
They become liberated spaces that can be occupied. A rich indetermination gives them, by means of a semantic rarefaction, the function of articulating a second, poetic geography on top of the geography of the literal, forbidden or permitted meaning. They insinuate other routes into the functionalist and historical order of movement. Walking follows them: 'I fill this great empty space with a beautiful name. '
The walking of passers-by offers a series of turns and detours that can be compared to "turns of phrase" or "stylistic figures. " There is a rhetoric of walking. The art of "turning" phrases finds an equivalent in an art of composing a path.
Places are fragmentary and inward-turning histories, pasts that others are not allowed to read, accumulated times that can be unfolded but like stories held in reserve, remaining in an enigmatic state, symbolizations encysted in the pain or pleasure of he body. 'I feel good here': the well-being under-expressed in the language it appears in like a fleeting glimmer is a spatial practice.
The day I was born songs were on records, phones were tied down, computers needed rooms and the web was fiction. Change the world. You can.
People knew there were two ways of coming at truth. One was science, or what the Greeks called Logos, reason, logic. And that was essential that the discourse of science or logic related directed to the external world. The other was mythos, what the Greeks called myth, which didn't mean a fantasy story, but it was a narrative associated with ritual and ethical practice but it helped us to address problems for which there were no easy answers, like mortality, cruelty, the sorrow that overtakes us all that's part of the human condition. And these two were not in opposition, we needed both.
Krupa's drums went through us like a triple bourbon.
You're every love song ever written.