A hasty scrawl, it is the sign of a new kind of illiteracy. As a slave, I can never master the 5000 symbols. Let me liberate a few to fix as signs of sound itself. Atoms of sound capable of infinite recombination. 22 cuts. Let me embrace 22 cuts on wet clay or goatskin and thus crawl out from under the heavy stone of 5000 signs. 22 cuts that no-one can read. Illiterate signs that anybody can master themselves, become master of themselves.

Manufacture.

Manuscript.