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Plague is here. Confinement and a folding-in. Quiet pubs, jittery offices. The usual noise on the web.
Reading Sade. Artist of confinement. Stendahl's confinements. How Juliette comes to life when there is a system: a maze, cells, bodies arranged and manipulated into ordered fucking. Combinatorial but also intensities: everything must be tried, and tried extremely. System draws power from resistance and reluctance and suffering. Bodies as batteries - emergence from the social-godly virtue Matrix into a horror-world of pure solipsistic will.
Juliette's restored virginity; the burning egg placed inside.
Capital, of course. Feels like the answer to evrything now. Everything to do with systems and torture.