The Great Magma
beneath every structure that intends to enclose a process a seed of rupture already exists
we have less capacity for organizing this is evident than for living living is urgent which is why the whale doesn’t need to know about zoology to live
the roof of the whale is founded in the complete uncontrollable lucidity of the orgasm that only insomnia verifies because the whale is the only valid prism it’s the only prism its barbarism has
few realities are as exciting as a name that breaks all the liturgies of language the roof of the whale is more than just a name
under its sway all things will have a point of encounter with the intangible such is the meaning that’s discovered in what the whale has devoured in the skin of the iguana
on the surface of the painting devoured by its own matter the almanacs don’t register everything that can be said about the whale
it’s the cosmic hunger demanding its scream it’s a gesture it’s an attitude just like the singers in style right now the roof of the whale will enjoy an extraordinary popularity
the roof of the whale is a stone animal that resuscitates for the well-being of its guests
the roof of the whale reigns among the frenetic lovers owner of an unconquered matter
Originally published in Rayado sobre el techo, no. 1 (Caracas: Ediciones de El Techo de la Ballena, 24 March 1961).
{ Juan Calzadilla, Israel Ortega Oropeza & Daniel González, El Techo de la Ballena: Antología 1961-1969, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 2008 }
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