Our freedom is that of an abstract temporality in which we are named in the language of power (these names being the roles assigned to us), our only margin of choice being limited to finding officially accepted synonyms for ourselves. In contrast, the space of our authentic realization (the space of our everyday life) is under the dominion of silence. There is no name to name the space of lived experience except in poetry - in language liberating itself from the domination of power.
Basic Banalities (Part 2)
Internationale Situationniste #8
translated into English by Ken Knabb