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The Aim Of Critique Is Not The Ends Of Man Or Of Reason But In The End The Overman, The Overcome, Overtaken Man. The Point Of Critique Is Not Justification But A Different Way Of Feeling: Another Sensibility

It's Not Easy To See Things From The Middle, Rather Than Looking Down On Them From Above Or Up At Them From Below, Or From Left To Right Or Right To Left: Try It, You'll See That Everything Changes.

Instead Of Gambling On The Eternal Impossibility Of The Revolution And On The Fascist Return Of A War-machine In General, Why Not Think That A New Type Of Revolution Is In The Course Of Becoming Possible, And That All Kinds Of Mutating, Living Machines Conduct Wars, Are Combined And Trace Out A Plane Of Consistance Which Undermines The Plane Of Organization Of The World And The States?

An Image Of Thought Called Philosophy Has Been Formed Historically And It Effectively Stops People From Thinking.

To Become Imperceptible Oneself, To Have Dismantled Love In Order To Become Capable Of Loving. To Have Dismantled One's Self In Order Finally To Be Alone And Meet The True Double At The Other End Of The Line. A Clandestine Passenger On A Motionless Voyage. To Become Like Everybody Else; But This, Precisely, Is A Becoming Only For One Who Knows How To Be Nobody, To No Longer Be Anybody. To Paint Oneself Gray On Gray.