"The 'Theory of Art' as Packaging Control and the History of Error in Developed Economies"

In this essay I will never complete I will write about things I will never think about, let alone write about.  Whatever may be said against or for this method, one thing is essential: whenever talented people approach  art with the sole idea of serving it sincerely to the utmost measure of their ability, the result is always gratifying.  We quote Victor Terras quoting the great Mayakovsky:

"'I've been run over by time!'"

We may also be tempted to quote Victor Terras quoting Ivanov:

"...wanted to pray, but could not...having checked if the noose would hold, flung himself into darkness...[the suicide's last thoughts belong] not to what makes this earth beautiful, but to a dirty Moscow Tavern, A Candle Stump, A Corridor, Two White Zeroes On A Door."

We were tempted solely by the gratification afforded us by these looming talents.  The second sentence of this non-essay is an unmarked quote.