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We live in imaginary worlds. We live in the world of the possible, a possible world. We have no time for the shortcomings of the present. We take the best of the past and present and combine them with the possible future and recombine them for still more possible futures. This is our world, the fourth.

We are dreamers, idealists, romantics - interlopers, charlatans, scoundrels. We are cartographers, spies and architects. We map out these worlds silently and post blueprints up around the city, nameless. We resist categories, genres, the totalizing project of identity politics. We are cultural assassins, perverts, retards. We alternate fiction for fact, fact for fiction, without explanation or defense. There is beauty in the ad lib, in the improvisation of culture and life.

Extracted from a long piece in a back issue of OFR magazine, now offline (via)