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Everything Is Becoming Science Fiction. From The Margins Of An Almost Invisible Literature Has Sprung The Intact Reality Of The 20th Century.

It's True That I Have Very Little Idea What I Shall Be Writing Next, But At The Same Time I Have A Powerful Premonition Of Everything That Lies Ahead Of Me, Even Ten Years Ahead.

For The Sake Of My Children And Grandchildren, I Hope That The Human Talent For Self-destruction Can Be Successfully Controlled, Or At Least Channelled Into Productive Forms, But I Doubt It. I Think We Are Moving Into Extremely Volatile And Dangerous Times, As Modern Electronic Technologies Give Mankind Almost Unlimited Powers To Play With Its Own Psychopathology As A Game.

The Geometry Of Landscape And Situation Seems To Create Its Own Systems Of Time, The Sense Of A Dynamic Element Which Is Cinematizing The Events Of The Canvas, Translating A Posture Or Ceremony Into Dynamic Terms. The Greatest Movie Of The 20th Century Is The Mona Lisa, Just As The Greatest Novel Is Gray's Anatomy.

I Wanted To Rub The Human Race In Its Own Vomit, And Force It To Look In The Mirror.