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That’s it: some clicks and the web compresses and crams itself a little bit more. Some clicks and another little bit of telematic blank, photonic blank – deep darkness or bright glare – is filled up. Full, massed, stuffed, filled with other words, other images, other sounds. I ask myself how much space there is in the web, where it finishes and where its contents start interrupting each other.

Everyone looks for a space especially to fill it up with themselves, I feel instead the need of an empty space, but it can’t be the space of a vague and abstract infinity. On the contrary, it must be a precise, concrete, well defined space. Defined by what? By other words, sure, other images, other sounds, but made of another concentration, another density, another specific weight: no more contents, but containers – empty words, then, but defined, ready to receive by one side and let go by the other one.

Once the filling of the meaning, or the stuffing of the sense, is melted, only an empty shell to chew remains. «till the tooth falls.»


Originally posted in Italian on January 5, 2008 at 15:56