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<DIV><FONT face=Arial>Some of Mina Loy's "Aphorisms on Futurism" (as reported by
Amara Graps): <BR>* Die in the past. Live in the future. <BR>* The Futurist can
live a thousand years in one poem. <BR>* Love the hideous in order to find the
sublime core of it. <BR>* In pressing the material to<SPAN
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face=Arial> derive its essence, matter becomes defined. <BR>* Forget that you
live in houses, so that you may live in yourself. <BR>* What can you know of
expansion; those who limit yourselves to compromise? <BR>* Love of others is
appreciation of oneself. <BR>* Life is only limited by our prejudices. Destroy
them, and you cease to be at the mercy of yourself. <BR>* Time is the dispersion
of intensiveness. <BR>* The future is limitless - the past is a trail of
insidious reactions. <BR>* The future is only dark from the outside. Leap into
it, and it _explodes_ with Light. <BR>* The smallest person is as great as the
Universe. <BR>* May your egotism be so gigantic that you compromise mankind in
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