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The Ludic Instinct

Play creates value without meaning.
It needs nothing outside itself.
Play can’t be turned into a project.

It has no purpose apart from its disruption.
The value of play doesn’t depend on a future.
On its preservation in tradition or custom.

Death is no threat to the value of play.
Abandoning itself to the logic of emptiness.
To be sanguine, even joyful, knowing the end.

Without nothing after would be treated.
We find ourselves characterised by play.
No longer hopeful our books be read.

Our pictures admired by some future audience.
The visionary assumes we’d no longer strive.
Give up the need to have projects altogether.

A life lived as play is a utopian construct.
What the fuck I need leave nothing behind.
The value of creativity without preservation. []

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