I can make the earth stop in its tracks. I made the blue cars go away. I can make myself invisible or small. I can become gigantic & reach the farthest things. I can change the course of nature. I can place myself anywhere in space or time. I can summon the dead. I can perceive events on other worlds, in my deepest inner mind, & in the minds of others. I can I am

Cinema returns us to anima, religion of matter, which gives each thing its special divinity and sees gods in all things and beings. Cinema, heir of alchemy, last of an erotic science.

How can I set free anyone who doesn't have the guts to stand up alone and declare his own freedom?

I'm kind of hooked to the game of art and literature; my heroes are artists and writers.

The world becomes an apparently infinite, yet possibly finite, card game. Image combinations, permutations, comprise the world game.

All games contain the idea of death.

We are content in the 'given' in sensation's quest. We have been metamorphosised from a mad body dancing on hillsides to a pair of eyes staring in the dark.