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Camera Work: A Photographic Quarterly — 1914 (Heft 45)

DOI Artikel:
Mina Loy, Aphorisms on Futurism
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https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.31334#0025
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APHORISMS ON FUTURISM

DIE in the Past
Live in the Future.
THE velocity of velocities arrives in starting.
IN pressing the material to derive its essence, matter becomes deformed.
AND form hurtling against itself is thrown beyond the synopsis of vision.
THE straight line and the circle are the parents of design, form the basis of
art; there is no limit to their coherent variability.
LOVE the hideous in order to find the sublime core of it.
OPEN your arms to the delapidated, to rehabilitate them.
YOU prefer to observe the past on which your eyes are already opened.
BUT the Future is only dark from outside.
Leap into it—and it EXPLODES with Light.
FORGET that you live in houses, that you may live in yourself—
FOR the smallest people live in the greatest houses.
BUT the smallest person, potentially, is as great as the Universe.
WHAT can you know of expansion, who limit yourselves to compromise?
HITHERTO the great man has achieved greatness by keeping the people
small.
BUT in the Future, by inspiring the people to expand to their fullest capac-
ity, the great man proportionately must be tremendous—a God.
LOVE of others is the appreciation of one’s self.
MAY your egotism be so gigantic that you comprise mankind in your self-
sympathy.
THE Future is limitless—the past a trail of insidious reactions.
LIFE is only limited by our prejudices. Destroy them, and you cease to be
at the mercy of yourself.
TIME is the dispersion of intensiveness.
THE Futurist can live a thousand years in one poem.
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