Art Is Not A Mirror Held Up

Something Ignoble, Loathsome, Undignified Attends All Associations Between People And Has Been Transferred To All Objects, Dwelling, Tools, Even The Landscape Itself.

Don't Tell Me Peace Has Broken Out.

The Mill Wheel Turns, It Turns Forever, Though What Is Uppermost Remains Not So.

When You Name Yourself, You Always Name Another.

All The Gang Of Those Who Rule Us Hope Our Quarrels Never Stop Helping Them To Split And Fool Us So They Can Remain On Top.