falsestructureiscollapsing

April 14, 1916: Our Cabaret is a gesture. Every word that is spoken says at least this one thing: that this humiliating age has not succeeded in winning our respect. What could be respectable and impressivbe about it? Its cannons? Our big drum drowns them.

October 6, 1916: The false structure is collapsing. Move away as far as possible, into tradition, into strangeness, into the supernatural; then you will not get hit.

From the diary of Hugo Ball