inadvertently
the more languages you learn, the more your very own language and history relativizes,
better yet
you live in a morass of history
exactly when 'everybody' thought
it would "end" differently...
to 'make a difference' fantasy plays with language,
fantasy re-arranges and manages history,
fantasy makes guilty according to formula
those who were formerly praised for their astuteness
and thus history gets re-written according to some matrix
where all roles are reversable,
where words bring to light their double,
where the political animal rededicates human nature:
battles won turn now into losses
and only because you command a language
and become her subject
this does not mean you understand its history
and its philosophy that keeps shaping you into her loyal servant:
there's a chain of blood that never frames reality
if questions do not arise
language becomes bereft of its utility-
all language turns uni-lateral:
a very old order forges towards re-establishment
thus progress is as coded as is 'universal' modernity,
language only placates a coercive order beneath it-
language always fails