My whole body puts me on my guard against each word
I: The disenchantment of the world. The oracles are silent ; What shall we have to drink in these deserts? ; Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom ; I heard the murmur and the murmuring sound
II: Modernism. It's a quick death, God help us all ; The marquise went out at five ; A universe for the first time bereft of all signposts ; The mutilated body was thrown back into the sea ; Fenande has left with a futurist ; A clown, perhaps, but an aspiring clown ; I would prefer not to
III: Yesterday, today and tomorrow. The imitation of an action ; It takes talent to lead art that far astray ; Stories of modernism.
