Maxioms by Jean Baudrillard
Boredom is like a pitiless zooming in on the epidermis of time. Every instant is dilated and magnified like the read more
Boredom is like a pitiless zooming in on the epidermis of time. Every instant is dilated and magnified like the pores of the face.
Everywhere one seeks to produce meaning, to make the world signify, to render it visible. We are not, however, in read more
Everywhere one seeks to produce meaning, to make the world signify, to render it visible. We are not, however, in danger of lacking meaning; quite the contrary, we are gorged with meaning and it is killing us.
Terror is as much a part of the concept of truth as runniness is of the concept of jam. We read more
Terror is as much a part of the concept of truth as runniness is of the concept of jam. We wouldn't like jam if it didn't, by its very nature, ooze. We wouldn't like truth if it wasn't sticky, if, from time to time, it didn't ooze blood.
If we consider the superiority of the human species, the size of its brain, its powers of thinking, language and read more
If we consider the superiority of the human species, the size of its brain, its powers of thinking, language and organization, we can say this: were there the slightest possibility that another rival or superior species might appear, on earth or elsewhere, man would use every means at his disposal to destroy it.
The order of the world is always right -- such is the judgment of God. For God has departed, but read more
The order of the world is always right -- such is the judgment of God. For God has departed, but he has left his judgment behind, the way the Cheshire Cat left his grin.