I read somewhere the unexplained news that in a city there are virtual bus stops near people suffering from dementia and who have escape syndrome; while they wait there, they take imaginary trips and then take them back home; the bus that didn't come by today will definitely take them tomorrow .
One has always taken from the other; and this may bring together the four numerical operations in an unknown – until now – concept; today, in the age of ready-made thinking, will we be able to go beyond imitation, to seek something more than an escape?
Why, of course, "the people have a heavy eye, they are laughed at, deceived,
the right of the sea has – coldness however –
full of gaping mouths
and piles of our garbage".
And either we will find "a crack of light from a beyond
of a blocked dawn
which is there, for every exile,'
or the bleakness of a heterotopia that is already visible:
"There were no commissioned callipographers
nor a reporter; the public sphere had vanished,
concealments, exclusions, distortions were unnecessary".
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