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It appeared to me,and still does surrealiwm the manner in which the phrase about the man sliced in two came to me bears witness to it — that the speed of thought is no greater than that of speech, and does not necessarily defy capture in language, nor even the flow of the pen.
Anthology of Black Humor. Much of this essay is actually quite humorous how he described surrealism and the boringness of reality in art. It’s a shame that the violation of the laws governing the Press is today scarcely repressed, for if it were not we would soon see a trial of this sort: It was, apparently, by pure chance that a part of our mental world which we pretended not to be concerned with any longer — and, in my opinion by far the most important part — has been brought back to light.
They seem to be, up to the present time, the only ones, and there would be no ambiguity about it were it not for the case of Isidore Ducasse, about whom I lack information. I shall even go so far as to state that it instructs me and, indeed, it has happened on occasions that I have employed surreally words whose meaning I have forgotten.
Apollinaire asserted that Chirico’s first paintings were done under the influence of cenesthesic disorders migraines, colics, etc. It alone provides the thread that can put us back on the road of Gnosis as knowledge of suprasensible Reality, ‘invisibly visible in an eternal mystery. Imagination may be on the point of re-asserting its rights.
Sirrealism time ought not to be its time, why aandre it help me to resolve the childish problem of my destiny? Write swiftly with no preconceived subject, swiftly enough that you cannot retain it, and are not tempted to re-read. He is free to take no more account of his age and name. Such is the belief in life, in the most precarious aspects of life, by which is meant real life, that in the end belief is lost. Here again it is not a matter of depicting but merely tracing. Are they so sure that the castle to which I invite them is only a phantom?
One evening, mnifesto, before I fell asleep, I perceived, so clearly articulated that it was impossible to change a word, but nonetheless removed from the sound of any voice, a rather strange phrase which came to me without any apparent relationship to the events in which, my consciousness agrees, I was then involved, a phrase which seemed to me insistent, a phrase, if I may be so bold, which was knocking at the window. They were instruments, too full of pride, and that is why they failed to produce harmonious sound at all times.
And one could offer many more examples. What if this castle really existed! Charming as the stories may be, adults would consider it demeaning to nourish themselves on fairy-tales, and I would agree they are not suitable for them.
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Nothing can be compared to their vacuity; it is nothing but the superimposition of images from a catalogue, the author employs them more and more readily, he seizes the opportunity to slip me postcards, he tries to make me fall in step with him in public places: Aug 30, Andrew added it Shelves: The movement was not long in bursting in vaults which were hated and excommunicated.
To group them according to their particular affinities would lead me far afield; what I basically want to mention is their common virtue. There are fairy tales to be written for adults, fairy tales still almost blue.
In those days, a man, at least as boring as I, Surrealixm Reverdy, wrote: The blame for such obvious weaknesses must be placed on suggestions that reach it from outside. I prefer one to be silent, when one ceases to feel. Rimbaud is surrealist in his way of life, and elsewhere. The effort of socialising which dictates it and the considerable practice we have at it are the only things which allow us to conceal it temporarily.
In “On Surrealism in its Living Works,” Breton writes how Surrealism seeks “nothing less than the rediscovery of the secret of a language whose elements would then cease to float like jetsam on the surface of a dead sea. That method is as good as any other.
I was wide awake and a host of thoughts flooded through my mind. I would like to sleep, to surrender myself to the dreamers, as I deliver myself to those who read to me, eyes wide open; to surrelism from imposing, in this realm, the conscious rhythm of my thoughts.
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I believe, more and more, in the infallibility of my thoughts with respect to myself, and that is more than reasonable. Open Preview See a Problem? Truly the phrase astonished me; I have unfortunately been unable to recapture it precisely even today; but it was something like: Long before the author has freed his main characters from all temporal constraints, one feels them ready to act with an unprecedented pride.
In the realm of literature, only the marvelous is capable of fecundating works which belong to an inferior category such as the novel, and generally speaking, anything that involves storytelling.
At the end of the first day, we were able to read through fifty or so pages obtained in manifesgo manner, and began comparing our results. Beautiful as the law of arrested development of the breast in adults, whose propensity to growth is not in proportion to the quantity of molecules that their organism assimilates.
Everything suggests that it acts on the mind as drugs do; like them it creates a certain state of dependence and can drive Man to terrible acts of rebellion.
Manifestoes of Surrealism
Here are some characters varying widely in appearance: As for the reply that they elicit, it is, in principle, totally indifferent to the personal pride of the person speaking. Our brains are dulled by the incurable mania of wanting to make the unknown known, classifiable.
We have no talent: I could spend my whole life prying loose the secrets of the insane. The value of the image depends upon the beauty of the spark obtained; it is, consequently, a function of the difference of potential between the two conductors.
Language is on the side of life, rather than the cold immobility of reason, so very like a corpse. I loathe it, for it is made up of mediocrity, hate, and dull conceit. It is irrelevant whether there is a degree of disproportion between this defence and the illustration of it that follows.
Surrealism seeks to reopen this potentiality of language through poetry, the art of life – of creation and destruction that brings forth. It may be argued that this childish description has its place, and that at this point in the novel the author has his reasons for burdening me with it, but he is wasting his time since I avoid entering his room.
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