Just before nightfall I decided to take a walk outside. The sky was low, enveloping any object in its reach. It formed a dull, purplish haze - like nothing I’d seen before. The streets were empty. Not a single soul was out. It was oddly peaceful - imagining I was the only one left.
Semiotext(e) Vol.3, No.1 (1978) Nietzsche’s Return
LINK （via monoskop.org）
Deleuze, Derrida, Foucault, Lyotard, Bataille, Klossowski etc
See also : Semiotext(e) Vol.2, No.3 (1977) Anti-Oedipus
harry bertoia sonambient 1030 Side A
harry bertoia sonambient 1025 Side B