As I was going up the stair I met a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today. I wish, I wish he'd stay away. This particular log-fragment itself is atopic, if not in its consumption at least in its production. The writerly is the novelistic without the novel, poetry without the poem, the essay without the dissertation, writing without style, production without product, structuration without structure.
Numbers are a transcended characteristic of reality.
Numbers do not exist. I suppose a miracle is normally regarded as an act or event out of the order of nature and unaccountable. But sometimes a miracle just happens on a rainy Monday afternoon for no reason other, than of course. At 17.40 my life was enriched with a miracle. Politics is the art of preventing people from taking part in affairs which properly concern them.