In the center of the large wall behind the desk hangs a plastic sleeve with a book inside. Judging by its colors and ornate typography, the book is evidently quite a few years old. On its cover is emblazoned an obsolete sounding title: Sagan om den Stora Datamaskinen (Eng: The Saga of the Big Computer machine. A vision by Olof Johannesson).
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- Svenska

'When I write with my fountain pen on a sheet of paper, the friction between the metal of the pen and the surface texture of the paper makes a sound.'
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That's it. That. That
sensation of being
fucked. Penetrated.

The fact that it's so
contradictory.

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This "manifesto", which emerged in its first version six years ago, was initially intended to become an agitatorial sound-piece consisting of ambiguous voices in several languages. It ended up a backdrop and an insistent reminder while I was pondering other less agitatorial pieces relating to gender, gender neutrality and transgression of gender.
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As I, in any situation where emotions are called upon, invariably turn to vocabulary to facilitate and comprehend, I also understand the arts through words. Every visual question, statement and sensation needs to pass through this internal transformer...in order for me to place it in the correct category in the winding tunnels of my comprehension to store for further interpretation.
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Notes for a book dispersed around the world
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