Innovation is Dead

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The true life is not reducible to words spoken or written, not by anyone, ever. The true life takes place when we’re alone, thinking, feeling, lost in memory, dreamingly self-aware, the submicroscopic moments.

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Point Omega by Don DeLillo, New York: Scribner, 2010, p. 17

And yet, and yet : when one’s alone, “lost in memory”, one could feel compelled to write.

Previously on Skandalon: Point Omega, Don DeLillo.

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