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DADA MANIFESTO: 1918
To launch a manifesto you have to want: A. B. & C.,
and fulminate against 1, 2, & 3,...
...and maintain that novelty resembles life in the same
way as the latest apparition of a harlot proves the essence of God. His
existence had already been proved by the accordion, the landscape and soft
words.
Everyone does it [imposes one's A.B. & C.] in the
form of a crystalbluff-madonna, or a monetary system, or pharmaceutical
preparations, a naked leg being the invitation to an ardent and sterile
Spring.
...the love of novelty is a pleasant sort of cross....impulsive
and vibrant to crucify boredom.
I'm writing this manifesto to show that you can perform
contrary actions at the same time, in one single, fresh breath; I am against
action; as for continual contradiction, and affirmation too, I am neither
for nor against them, and I won't explain myself because I hate common
sense.
DADA DOES NOT MEAN ANYTHING
...on the other hand, there are: the new men. Uncouth,
galloping, riding astride on hiccups.
Psychoanalyses is a dangerous disease, it deadens man's
anti-real inclinations and systematizes the bourgeoisie. There is no ultimate
Truth.
I hate slimy objectivity, and harmony, the science that
considers that everything is always in order. Carry on children, humanity
... Science says that we are nature's servants: everything is in order,
make both love and war. Carry on, children, humanity, nice kind bourgeois
and virgin journalists...
I am against systems; the most acceptable system is that
of having none on no principle.
Art is a private thing, the artist makes it for himself;
a comprehensible work is the product of a journalist...
What we need are strong, straightforward, precise works
which will be forever misunderstood. Logic is a complication. Logic is
always false.
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