#Jean Baudrillard

[sicknessinmotion]

THERE IS SOMETHING MISSING YOU DON'T REMEMBER; HOLE THEORY.

kim beil // unknown // jean baudrillard // unknown // second law of holes, wikipedia // thomasin frances

[funeral]

[weil-weil-lautre]

The moment a thing is named, the moment representation and concepts take hold of it, is the moment when it begins to lose its energy--with the risk that it will become a truth or impose itself as ideology. It is when a thing is beginning to disappear that the concept appears.

Jean Baudrillard, "Why Is there Nothing Rather than Something?" (2007)

[thirdity]

When the real is no longer what it was, nostalgia assumes its full meaning.

Jean Baudrillard, Simulacra and Simulation

[sictransitgloriamvndi]

“Artificial Intelligence lacks artifice and therefore intelligence.”

― Jean Baudrillard

[edwordsmyth]

Jean Baudrillard

[yorgunherakles]

sevdiğini ilan etmek, eksik olduğunu, iğdiş edildiğini ilan etmektir. sevmek sahip olmadığınız bir şeyi vermektir.

bruce fink - lacan'da aşk

[nobeerreviews]

The desert is a natural extension of the inner silence of the body.

-- Jean Baudrillard

(Egypt)

[projectiondepartment]

from jean baudrillard’s essay on crash (1996)

[hauntedbythenarrative]

How much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it's some kind of murder?

The Complete Poems; “The Sickness Unto Death”, Anne Sexton//Jean Baudrillard//Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems, Dulce María Loynaz//Crime and Punishment, Fyodor Dostoevsky//Alex Venezia//La Femme de trente ans, Honoré de Balzac//War of the foxes, Richard Siken

[hyperions-fate]

The media promote the war, the war promotes the media, and advertising competes with the war. Promotion is the most thick-skinned parasite in our culture. It would undoubtedly survive a nuclear conflict. It is our Last Judgement. But it is also like a biological function: it devours our substance, but it also allows us to metabolise what we absorb, like a parasitic plant or intestinal flora, it allows us to turn the world and the violence of the world into a consumable substance. So, war or promotion?

Jean Baudrillard, The Gulf War Did Not Take Place (1991)

[funeral]

Reality itself founders in hyperrealism, the meticulous reduplication of the real, preferably through another, reproductive medium, such as photography. From medium to medium, the real is volatilized, becoming an allegory of death. But it is also, in a sense, reinforced through its own destruction. It becomes reality for its own sake, the fetishism of the lost object: no longer the object of representation, but the ecstasy of denial and of its own ritual extermination: the hyperreal.

Jean Baudrillard, Symbolic Exchange and Death

[noosphe-re]

Here, however, lies the task of any philosophical thought: to go to the limit of hypotheses and processes, even if they are catastrophic. The only justification for thinking and writing is that it accelerates these terminal processes. Here, beyond the discourse of truth, resides the poetic and enigmatic value of thinking. For, facing a world that is unintelligible and problematic, our task is clear: we must make that world even more unintelligible, even more enigmatic.

Jean Baudrillard, The Vital Illusion

[thirdity]

Most present-day images — be they video images, paintings, products of the plastic arts, or audiovisual or synthesized images — are literally images in which there is nothing to see. They leave no trace, cast no shadow, and have no consequences. The only feeling one gets from such images is that behind each one there is something that has disappeared.

Jean Baudrillard, The Transparency of Evil: Essays on Extreme Phenomena

[dreams-of-mutiny]

There is no more hope for meaning. And without a doubt this is a good thing: meaning is mortal. Appearances, they, are immortal, invulnerable to the nihilism. This is where seduction begins.

— Jean Baudrillard

[gravity-rainbow]

“The Hyper real. Postmodernity is said to be a culture of fragmentary sensations, eclectic nostalgia, disposable simulacra, and promiscuous superficiality, in which the traditionally valued qualities of depth, coherence, meaning, originality, and authenticity are evacuated or dissolved amid the random swirl of empty signals.” Jean Baudrillard, 'Simulacra and Simulation'