Four books by Frantz Fanon - Downloadable
- The Wretched of the Earth. New York: Grove, 2004. Here it is.
- Black Skin, White Masks. London: Pluto, 2008. Here it is.
- A Dying Colonialism. New York, NY: Grove, 2007. Here it is.
- Toward the African Revolution. New York, NY: Grove, 1994. Here it is.
If you haven’t read Fanon, now is the time. The zip file password is: archive.
I encourage the 3 followers I have to read these wonderful works.
Underlined passage, Cat’s Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut, p. 68.
Treasure, let’s count:
the madness that remembers
the madness that howls
the madness that sees
the madness that is unleashed
And you know the rest
Notebook of a Return to the Native Land
Antihills of the Savannah p 143. Achebe, Chinua. (via katebomz)
Artists have an interest in the existence of a belief in the sudden occurrence of ideas, in so-called inspirations; as though the idea of a work of art, a poem, the basic proposition of a philosophy flashed down from heaven like a ray of divine grace. In reality, the imagination of a good artist or thinker is productive continually, of old, mediocre and bad things, but his power of judgment, sharpened and practiced to the highest degree, rejects, selects, knots together; as we can now see from Beethoven’s notebooks how the most glorious melodies were put together gradually and as it were culled out of many beginnings. He who selects less rigorously and likes to give himself up to his imitative memory can, under the right circumstances, become a great improviser; but artistic improvisation is something very inferior in relation to the serious and carefully fashioned artistic idea. All the great artists have been great workers, inexhaustible not only in invention but also in rejecting, sifting, transforming, ordering.
— Friedrich Nietzsche
Note to self.
- Federico García Lorca, Theory and Play Of The Duende (via crazed-maddened-eyes)
“What kind of beast would turn its life into words? / What atonement is this all about?” Adrienne Rich