Πέμπτη 9 Ιανουαρίου 2014

William S. Burroughs (b. 1914 - d. 1997)


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  1. [ William S Burroughs and Brion Gysin in London, 1972. ]



    As no two people see the world the same way, all trips from here to there are imaginary; all truth is a tale I am telling myself. -

    I enjoy inventing things out of fun. After all, life is a game, not a career.^

    The resulting texts always took a narrative term, enigmatic at first but ultimately explicit and often premonitory. The semantic distribution of these basic elements diverted them from their original meaning, thus revealing their real significance. Henceforth, every form of writing will consist of an operation of decoding, of contamination, and of sense perversion. All this because all language is essentially mystification, and everything is fiction.

    The poets are supposed to liberate the words – not chain them in phrases. Who told the poets they were supposed to think? Poets are meant to sing and to make words sing. Writers don't own their words. Since when do words belong to anybody? 'Your very own words,' indeed! And who are you?*

    I Am the Artist when I am Open. When I am closed I am Brion Gysin.^


    Brion Gysin / - The Process / 1969 // *Let the Mice In / 1973 // ^Tuning in to the Multimedia Age //2003



    Language is a Virus

    William S. Burroughs / The Ticket That Exploded / 1962


    He covered tons of paper with his words and made them his very own words... he branded them like cattle he rustled out there on the free ranges of Literature... Used by another writer who was attempting cut-ups, one single word of Burroughs vocabulary could ruin a whole barrel of good everyday words, run the literary rot right through them. One sniff of that prose and you'd say, 'Why, that's a Burroughs.'

    Brion Gysin / on the prose of / William S. Burroughs in Here to Go: Planet R-101 / Interviews with Terry Wilson


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