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Ships Lost at Sea
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By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
It Wasn't Surreal
“Surrealism: Pure psychic automatism, by means of which it is proposed to express, be it through writing, verbally or in any other way, the real functioning of thought; of the dictation of thought in the absence of all control exercised by reason and outside all moral or aesthetic concerns.” –André Breton, The Surrealist Manifesto, 1924
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
