The repitition, or removal of context, disconnects signified from signifier and thus it becomes another unanchored phoneme. Nothing I am saying would mean anything. It would be nonsense. Language is also a technology, a fluid one, but we fail to notice this because it is so inherent in our thinking. I feel as if he's alive still, and that he's always walking three steps ahead of me, like a king.
Canadian writers get as excited about trains as French writers do about sex.
Today has been a very efficient day. So, all is well with the world. Commander Galaxy is the commander of my heart. Diagrams of transit systems with a fox driving a bus and a cow on a skateboard and a cat in a little uniform was the conductor on the train, that sort of thing. Mail is a big idea, a very human institution.