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3 I have imagined a man who has taken color as sex. Do you see? It is an attempt to return into the pagan world.

 But this isn't a pagan world. It is a world of machines.
 When I called what I am trying to do "No God", I meant only that old gods are dead.
You have to find in your way new centers of relationships. 

I for example have to come, for the time at least, out of a world where I depend on feeling (color) and have to begin again to observe with my eyes, hear with my ears the definate facts.

  It is the same thing you mean when you go back to drawing.
  You say to these inner voices "be still now for a time,"
  I imagine our whole