UTOPIA ETYMOLOGY
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Agnese Biondi
Selen Erdogan
Diana Tortolato
Agnese Biondi
Selen Erdogan
Diana Tortolato
In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down a very deep well.
Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next.
Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end? “I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud. “I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
“I wonder where am I? I cannot comprehend what’s happening, around me I can only perceive words. Help! They are all spinning around each other, this is really a wind turbine! No, a word turbine! I think I found myself inside a real book.”
There were words all around poor Alice but she couldn’t understand any of them: “maybe I forgot how to read in French? Or maybe it’s English? Everything is so weird today! And yesterday was business as usual. Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning?”
The book was pretty similar to the one her sister was reading, it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice “without pictures or conversations?” She immediately understood how the grown-ups world was very boring. “What are these extremely hard phrases to read? But most of all… who is Deleuze?” (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, but this one was not one of them, but fortunately there was no one to listen to her).
Weird philosophical phrases came to her sight: “Every word speaks but not about what it speaks about” or “In the paradox, everything is true, everything is false. It is a world of infinite difference, of incoherent plurality”. These are really weird phrases, but I can understand all of them! (she relay couldn’t).
Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. “Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I’m afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that’s very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder?” And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, she felt that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream that she was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and saying to her very earnestly, “Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat?” when suddenly, thump! thump!
Alice was not hurt at all, and leapt to her feet in an instant:
“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud. “I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth!
So funny and weird! it will seem to come out among the people walking with their heads down! They are called Architects, I think… (she was extremely glad that no one was around to listen to her, because she thought that it didn't sound like the right word at all). “I should ask them (who?) the name of their country, You know, please, Sir, is this New Zealand or Australia?” With surprise she found herself inside a playground with three children all huddled together in a corner: "No room! There's no room!" they shouted when they saw Alice coming. "There's plenty of room!" said Alice indignantly, and sat down on a large circular bench. "I didn't know it was your playground," said Alice; "it is planned for many more than three."
The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down a very deep well.
Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next.
Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end? “I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud. “I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.
“I wonder where am I? I cannot comprehend what’s happening, around me I can only perceive words. Help! They are all spinning around each other, this is really a wind turbine! No, a word turbine! I think I found myself inside a real book.”
There were words all around poor Alice but she couldn’t understand any of them: “maybe I forgot how to read in French? Or maybe it’s English? Everything is so weird today! And yesterday was business as usual. Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning?”
The book was pretty similar to the one her sister was reading, it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice “without pictures or conversations?” She immediately understood how the grown-ups world was very boring. “What are these extremely hard phrases to read? But most of all… who is Deleuze?” (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, but this one was not one of them, but fortunately there was no one to listen to her).
Weird philosophical phrases came to her sight: “Every word speaks but not about what it speaks about” or “In the paradox, everything is true, everything is false. It is a world of infinite difference, of incoherent plurality”. These are really weird phrases, but I can understand all of them! (she relay couldn’t).
Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. “Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I’m afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that’s very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder?” And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, she felt that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream that she was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and saying to her very earnestly, “Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat?” when suddenly, thump! thump!
Alice was not hurt at all, and leapt to her feet in an instant:
“I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud. “I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth!
So funny and weird! it will seem to come out among the people walking with their heads down! They are called Architects, I think… (she was extremely glad that no one was around to listen to her, because she thought that it didn't sound like the right word at all). “I should ask them (who?) the name of their country, You know, please, Sir, is this New Zealand or Australia?” With surprise she found herself inside a playground with three children all huddled together in a corner: "No room! There's no room!" they shouted when they saw Alice coming. "There's plenty of room!" said Alice indignantly, and sat down on a large circular bench. "I didn't know it was your playground," said Alice; "it is planned for many more than three."