The Post Card
"What I prefer, about post cards, is that one does not know what is in front or what is in the back, here or there, near or far, the Plato or the Socrates, recto or verso. Nor what is the most important, the picture or the text, and in the text, the message or the caption, or the address. Here, in my post card apocalypse, there are proper names, S. and p., above the picture, and reversibility unleashes itself, goes mad."
The Post Card
Jacques Derrida
Hello,
Siamak was one of the most wonderful people that had left us. In celebrating his memories, I have created this blog in his name. The idea is that you leave a postcard here whenever you feel like it. No pressure your post card can be just I miss you or something like that. Please use English or Persian. It is hard to manage other languages.
Entering this place, please respect all because that was how Siamak lived his life.
--Jafar
The Post Card
Jacques Derrida
Hello,
Siamak was one of the most wonderful people that had left us. In celebrating his memories, I have created this blog in his name. The idea is that you leave a postcard here whenever you feel like it. No pressure your post card can be just I miss you or something like that. Please use English or Persian. It is hard to manage other languages.
Entering this place, please respect all because that was how Siamak lived his life.
--Jafar
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