“It’s a pity that, unlike the mineral world, the realm of the mind doesn’t have such poetic terms as stalagmite and stalactite to refer to things which rise and descend to meet one another, without ever meeting, and which, by a slow calcareous concretion of the forms of consciousness - subliminal ‘dropping’ - make architectural labyrinths of our brains.”
Jean Baudrillard - Cool Memories II (1987-1990)
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