The walls still speak

Fri, 14 Nov 2025 00:00:00 +0000

The walls still speak when mouths close shut.

Beneath the fresh paint, beneath the plaster of renovations, there are sentences that wait.

They do not ask to be read. They demand to be heard.

The city sleeps in its own noise. The neons say buy and the walls reply burn.

Against clarity

Sun, 17 Aug 2025 00:00:00 +0000

They ask us to be clear. They ask us to be legible. They ask us to be transparent.

Clarity has become an injunction. Transparency, a police force. Opacity, a crime.

I. Transparency is a trap

When power says “transparency,” it means: show yourselves. When power says “legibility,” it means: make yourselves predictable. When power says “clarity,” it means: stop escaping us.

Gentle Insurrection on P.F. Bardo — Clandestine Archives

The walls still speak

Against clarity

I. Transparency is a trap