If something is to happen you have to come unprepared, unarmed; but you don’t come with nothing. You’ve got to bring something that adorns you even if it doesn’t arm you. Just a very small phrase, the noise of a small phrase if it is one, just the spirit of some phrasing, the soft racket of a small accompaniment. You’ve got to be adorned with the smallest augmentation.
Fred Moten, riffing on Derrida, In the Break: The Aesthetics of the Black Radical TraditionNotes
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