Pleasure © Benoît Labourdette.
Poem in automatic writing about « Pleasure »
The renewed pleasure of discovery. Discovering in the materiality of the world that a work of art is not what it seems. Sexuality, that intimate space that we experience as natural and spontaneous, is in fact largely constructed by our culture. What’s her name? My pleasure in building tools is not just an escape. It was good, yesterday, to feel that the students preferred that I play my films rather than another programming.

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