Time had gone, and my memory did not exist, and I was unable to distinguish between what I had invented and what I had known, and I knew that what I had invented was all false.
Doris Lessing in The Golden Notebook.



0026 Máquinas

Desde la memoria en ruinas las nuevas máquinas de guerra nos llevan a los nuevos campos de batalla.

El progreso se ha convertido, para el sentido común, en sinónimo de desastre.
"La insurrección que viene", Comite invisible.

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