Paradise
I will soon be leaving Paradise. It is very hot and I am already heated up until the limit. Here are warm water and soft skin. I will go into the cold winter. It is my destiny to always come and go.
"When one says the word 'Africa,' one generally abdicates all responsibility. The concept of wrongdoing is evacuated on principle. It is presupposed as well that nonsense is constitutive, from the beginning, of the word itself. In other words, to say 'Africa' always consists in constructing figures and legend - it matters little which ones - on top of an emptiness". (Achille Mbembe, in: Critique of Black Reason, Chapter 2, The Well of Fantasies, page 51-52
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