9.29.2009

Dans le labyrinthe :

émission du mardi 29 septembre 2009
Dans le labyrinthe : nécessité, contingence et liberté chez Leibnitz 7/13


par Jacques Bouveresse chaire "Philosophie du langage et de la connaissance",
(Collège de France).


Ecoutez



L'éloge du savoir


a Radio France Culture

9.27.2009

FictionS


Jill cant prophesy or predict the shape her body . take.

sometime she green. othertime

red bird

closer to verb

.

her foliage

is sparing.

the newer ones

think they see

as falcons

might

but

air's

clean

and


rage is


air

too

so how

be

invisible

in the


socks of the sky?

_______________


other time

was Mona

her Franny


whirled

by the getup

of


desire


its


loves


_______________________________

that way you know
poetry
thrive

a thousand
and

one

door ~

2 and 2






the schizophrenic choice


or
the alcoholic hope

one and two


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you say 'we love ...' what do you mean by We ? is there more than one of you?

is there a one connected to the anthropological significance of two?



for instance, you write on page 24 of the Orpheus Leibniz fairytale poems 'we sang the grey day and the sea calmly clamoured for more' who is that, I mean who is the "We??

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9.26.2009

saturday




Saturday's dawn ~



Franz Schubert - Andante Con Moto Part 1



Mister Tzara takes a bow to the four .


9.25.2009

Parmenides ....hera







The old wars ....? are they the new war? is that negotiating ghost guerrila war of the mind... of the figure concepts having it out.... Mrs static being and handydandy burrowmatic flowmoving fire

Heraclitus ... everything is flow all is war. you can't step in the same river twice.. contingent

not continent.... flows of fires fires of water... flow clasp over ....


this then d voice over

Parmenides... static the horizontal flat of being....nothing moves. Moves nothing....can't step at all...



now you cant step in the sam e
river once

its easy essay pickin's saying
its the old game
o give me the old queries


and the old quanta
there's room
for old
in the old


yet in the new field
of

gravity

there'
s

none
that's

where

the old quantaticians
go

wrong


they're rong

here

in


"outer space'

the ancient vale values

don't apply

here

unknown laws of levity


and physics are seen

take the flat

earth

and

the ever fired river

of Heraclitus


here
them is vivid

as colour


see
it over
there

on Pareminides

planet

all is flat static

unmoved unmoving being



it be so




and

other

static
spaces

and planet

of platon

versus


Heraclitus



Where the fire of flue
burns loud river

strong
on the roaring planet

of

StrifeFireflLow

but
strife is merely descriptive


-------------------

These men

of the earth

these literalists


dont see

that Philosophy

is

about the Sky

that

Philosophy

Left


the Earth

around


1900





that Deleuze



didn't go down

when he slipped out that window

He took oFF
Up into Outer Space

Spinning off into the Last

Planetarium

of the Sun



old Deleuze's busted body

dragging him down

He left It

to Go Off

meeting Nietzsche

the great outer space Dancer

in his levity laden
dancing shoes

in the sky
















friend has breathed

So then, Mona, enter the burrow, the barrage, the mirage of tables, indexes, times, dates,pale stars, wings, riddle raddles, marriages of knocks, closing shades, miracle whip weaves, melancholy fakirs, diamond sluice meltdowns, sloughed desire storms, caged sundowns, deconstructed passages,h--lines which cut, forlorn stacks of adjectives forcing the weepdown rakefrom --hyaline hampers.


Bithe way check that route again_ where does it ode?

9.24.2009

compare and

D's passing ....
__________________________ what father (but some deadchristian god) (wants his son dying in his place) (especially out of love)

to earlier _In Memoriam.

9.21.2009

Franco Berardi Bifo en México

Primera parte del encuentro de medios comunitarios y alternativos mexicanos con Franco Berardi Bifo, escritor, filósofo y agitador cultural, co-fundador de Radio Alice y de Orfeo TV en Bolonia, Italia.


and so having cited that I give you the seconde __ you tube being what it is
ya can hook up yerself. So so SOoooooooooooooooooooooo



It'd be nice know what everyone was thinking n' talking about after Bifo finished speaking


U see some of that
in no. 3












Playlist for BiFo here
go to it

Virginie Despentes

Virginie DESPENTES est interviewée autour de son son troisième roman, "Les jolies choses" publié chez Grasset. Le monde difficile, elle connaît, tout lui est arrivé. Elle a envie elle aussi d'avoir une belle vie, pas une vie pourrie.


A life like everyone else ~

"D'où je viens dit-elle il faut du courage pour écrire des livres". Elle est devenue écrivain "par inadvertance".





et






A face which speaks
the expression

volumes ~


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and for responsessssssssss of other readers
try this one
which indirectly
refers to Despentes
and more
directly is about
her close contemporary Coralie ... Thi....


A voie et à vapeur

19 août 2009 à 11h14 • Maïa Mazaurette
Tags : Ouais ouais trop rebelle ouais

Je viens de terminer « La voie humide » de Coralie Trinh Thi (ex-hardeuse et réalisatrice du film Baise-Moi) : 700 pages d’autobiographie dont je ne sais toujours pas quoi penser. Enfin si. La partie témoignage sur le milieu du X est intéressante, c’est certainement ce que j’ai lu de plus objectif jusqu’à présent. Pas de diabolisation et pas d’encensement, on suit les heures de gloire et les grosses crises de larme.

Tout le reste, qui m’a donné envie de balancer ce pavé dans la piscine, tient plus à la personnalité de l’auteure qu’à son écriture, je serais donc bien en mal de le lui reprocher. Pourquoi vouloir toujours prouver qu’elle a de la culture (moi je n’en doutais pas, alors bon). Pourquoi raconter le milieu gothique, bââââille. Pourquoi cette obsession pour la pensée magique de la part de quelqu’un de rationnel. Pourquoi cette haine grossière contre les féministes en faisant semblant d’ignorer la vague du féminisme pro-sexe. Aux points de vue politique, artistique, humain, ça m’a semblé primaire. Parce que l’auteure se la joue rebelle (les gens sont lâches et faibles, elle est droite et courageuse) et qu’à mon avis, c’est de la rébellion basique (ohé s’habiller en noir et détester les mots en -isme » et parler du Diable, après 15 ans, on passe à des choses plus subversives normalement).

Et je suis déçue parce que j’aime bien Virginie Despentes et que je pensais que logiquement, j’aimerais ce bouquin, dont j’adore l’éditeur. Maintenant je vais aller le sacrifier dans la piscine. C’est ainsi. Je le dois, pour exorciser mon cerveau de cette sensation désagréable. En dessinant un pentagramme avec un chat et tout. Rebeeeeelle quoi.

(EDIT. Mon classement personnel des trucs non-rebelles comporte le tatouage, le piercing, l’élargissement des lobes des oreilles, les dreadlocks, les habits noirs, les survêtements, bref, tout ce qui est marqué sur le corps (y compris les cagoules noires du black bloc berlinois). En fait, dès qu’on peut t’identifier, tu cesses de représenter une subversion. Il m’arrive même de penser (mais on me jette des cailloux) que toute rébellion qui passe par le cosmétique cesse d’exister dans le cerveau, par un système de vases communicants. Ce que tu mets dans ton corps, tu arrêtes de le mettre dans tes actes, ton énergie, ta pensée. Vous pouvez me jeter des cailloux. Mais pour moi, la révolte sublime est celle qui nous prend par surprise, incognito.


J’aime cette idée de danger invisible.)
« Sébastien Night, on en reparle…
A bras le corps »
_____________________________ source
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words from a recent interview (english trans.)




Virginie Despentes Interviewed

Interview by Alan Kelly.

vd

3:AM: Virginie, I don’t want to talk about King Kong Theory right away, if that is OK with you – looking back, to Baise-moi, both the book and the adaptation, is there anything you feel you could or should have done differently?

VD: Both novel and movie are perfect. I would not change anything.

3:AM: Both are pretty much top-shelf in the canon of Bad Girls in Dirty Pictures – of course it was more than just an exploitation tale, right?

VD: It is so pathetic that we still talk about “bad girls in dirty pictures” movies. How would you call the movies with bad boys carrying big guns and flirting with girls? Regular cinema? Entertainment? So one gender has to justify “that was not just an exploitation tale” and the other gender just take the gun, the violence, the sex - the greatest thing in cinema industry - and no one ever asks any questions about that prerogative. Fine. Baise-moi has nothing to do with “bad girls”, it is a low budget, punk, violent movie. Forget the tits and cunts, for one second. The key words here should be: gun, death, fake blood. Not “pussy pussy pussy”. We did not know people would be so amazed about the “pussy pussy pussy” angle. I don’t care those two characters have cunts. They are archetypes: violent outcasts. Should not be always defined by them having cunts.

3:AM: The transgressive roar of musicians like Lydia Lunch to writers like Helen Walsh and self-proclaimed gender queers like Kate Bornstein have shattered the bell-jar of anticipated femininity. Do you think this will always be an on-going process?

VD: It seems pretty difficult to me to put Lydia Lunch and Kate Bornstein in a common field. Different type of work, no? I don’t know Helen Walsh. Anyway, let’s put all those deviant pussies in one big bag so we can answer the question… As long as people do not get killed or jailed for messing up with genders, it will be an ongoing process. There is nothing natural or obvious in being feminine or virile. If you don’t control artificially and strongly that everyone is accepting the heterosexual rules then you have an exploision of cross gendering, male interfucking, dyke culture and gender fucking… because heterosexuality as we know it is so plain boring, dumb, dull and artificial, it has to be imposed upon people, otherwise they don’t take it.

3:AM: I remember seeing Baise-moi at the Irish Film Institute when it was first released in Ireland a few years back and thinking, “why haven’t I seen stuff like this before?” A film so vicious and relenting and utterly exhilarating. Was it written as a warning, a way to purge yourself, or was just some nasty fun?

VD: We wanted to make a punk movie. Many strong emotions, all linked and expressed through anger. Anger is not depression, anger is working with desire and humour. Anger is destructive, but very active. We loved the movies from the 80’s Scorsese, Ferrara, De Palma’s Scarface, Tobe Hooper, Wes Craven and so with a tiny, tiny budget, we wanted to shoot the same kind of story: strong friendship, outcasts, graphic violence, sex and a bad ending.

bm

We did not intend to do anything special with some women characters, but I suppose we just allowed female characters to behave as if they did not carry cunts and tits, just behave as cinema characters, regular ones. That was the big deal. We forgot that female characters have to be censored and shaped so they can remain females, even in movies.

3:AM: The fall-out reactionary mauling you received was viciously personal – with every tabloid moral guardian spouting buzzwords like “too edgy,” “obscene,” and your name highlighted and underlined in every second sentence in almost every by-line. I know you got angry, but just how pissed off did it make you that critics missed the point?

VD: When a movie is taken out of the theatres, you don’t have many time left to wonder about critics’ works. So I did not pay lots of attention about it, and I suppose Coralie did not, either. The strong point about the French reaction was not its personal side, it was that after it was taken out of the theatres, 98% of the articles would agree with the banning, even if the banning was provoked by a single extreme right pro-family movement complaint. The socialist press widely agreed with the ban. They sincerely felt that France would be a better space if we don’t talk about violence from the lowest class.

There is something very strong, in France, about censorship and class struggles. It did not stop with Baise-moi. Things are gettting pretty harsh, these last years, for hip hop artists. Lots of trials, very long and expensive processes, and lots of twisted censorships against the hip hop arts. And the intellectuals, most of the time, they do not want to have dirty hands, they do not touch Baise-moi or hip hop artists. French intellectuals, most of the time, they agree with that censorship. They don’t want these popular cultures to explode. They think we should all shut the fuck up and listen to our elites. It’s getting worst now because elites are so frightened of another street revolution, they are doing anything they can to forbid expressions of anger from the lower classes.

In foreign countries, [the reaction] was different, as soon as we reached the Toronto Film Festival it became much more classic, with both loathing or enthusiasm in the journalistic fields – we barely got indifference, which we took as a good sign.

kkt

3:AM: King Kong Theory: a hybrid of polemic spliced with autobiographical content. Your own deeply personal response to the witch hunt that ensued following Baise-moi. What took you so long, getting back to the typewriter?

VD: I published two novels in between (Teen Spirit and Bye Bye Blondie) and made a comic scenario (Trois Etoiles). But not translated in English.

3:AM: Do you think sexual freedom and sexual damage is the same thing, or both or if not what do you believe differentiates the two?

VD: What is the common point between sexual freedom and sexual damage? Do you think that sexuality was any less damaging before the 70’s? Ah ah ah, that’s an interesting theory!

3:AM: There are allusions to key theorists in feminism in King Kong Theory – yet you don’t waffle, your writing style has a lucid clarity and a concise often world weary cynical rhythm. Have you had any negative feedback?

VD: Yes, from the UK for example, some.

3:AM: You say you speak on behalf of the “ugly” ones – is this not perhaps creating another cage by which to define women?

VD: Do you think I created this cage? Do you have any male heterosexual friends? Have a talk with them: the cage is already there. It’s not a cage, actually, it’s our main field. If you have any really fat friend, you should also have a talk with her or him: the cage is pretty tough to escape.

I am not creating anything, the space is already created. I am just standing from there to express what I have to express. Because I felt that the most important reaction to any feminist work in France is: she is so ugly that she can not provoke male’s interest, so she is angry and feminist. So I thought that was the good starting point: yes I am, and so what?

3:AM: OK, to you, who is the most important woman in existence, either living or dead?

VD: Is Jesus Christ a correct answer ?

3:AM: If King Kong Theory manages to accomplish anything, what would you like that thing to be?

VD: Here in Barcelona it was a strong inspiration for Itziar Ziga to write her book Devenir Perras (Becoming a Bitch) and her book is radical, original and emotional, and is catching a big audience here. So I feel kind of like King Kong started a feminist writing contamination, and it feels good.

This interview also ran at dogmatika recently. Reprinted with thanks.

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ABOUT THE INTERVIEWER
Alan Kelly is the contributing editor to Dogmatika. He has worked for a number of specialist magazines, Film Ireland, Pretty Scary, Penny Blood, Bookslut et al. He lives in Wicklow and is partial to pulp, noir, hardboiled, brainy erotica and horror fiction.

9.18.2009

A Letter to Eric, becoming democracy


A recent comment by you was I think a little dismissive of Negri’s recent work from Empire onwards. This became a little more urgent when it was related to a twitter reference on democracy. I have been hesitant about the concept of democracy, preferring a total critique but given the increasingly undemocratic nature of the present version of the spectacle perhaps we should reclaim it.

17/09/09




head over to Drift work for the r e s t

who write



____________________________
_______________________________


Who are we writing ?



...then the question poses itself, which dead? I m thinking along the lines of Genet who suggested (to Roger Blin) that his play, the Screens, be performed in a cemetery, and he had come to this angle, at least, in part, from his viewing, his 'reading' of Giacometti's statues... how they might best be seen on earth, seeing from the earth, from the earth , or seen in the cemetery, ...

from the earth .


what is a book for? for one dead, some one no more,
no longer present. absence, dead, long gone, Kimo Sabe?
exotic quilts of deathly bed spreads? those whose bodies
never appear, appear, 'appear' before us, a pair,
a pair before. a pear, a for us, us.

writing for the dead. as in the dead authors, and living texts of their death?

how does one write for the dead,to what tradition do you belong, in which convention , do you write?


is there a convolution of tradition to difference that has worked its thread from being to non-being to becoming. what does it mean to become a text? is matter a text? what is the
subjective voice, what does it mean to a "dead" ( I don't like the word dead , its so earthy, its reeks of rank of dirt, of earth, O earth, I taste your eyes, I taste_taste) author whose eyes are on heaven? where is the literal, and the literal symbolic of the text? is there a death, in this text, suggesting the simple lips of text, sextexting? I made a collage the other day of words from the cut-up techniques of W.S. Burroughs, and combined the cuts with others of my 'own' and others of others.... was it a text written to stir the death of others, their numb dumb guilt? I sent this montage of texts here speakin to itself, does a ghost speak to itself of the exotic intent of its owners? what is an owner, in text, of exotic desire, of body, simple pane of window, metaphor. what body is absence of desire is absent of text, is genre the bending knee of desire, as the literal is the symbolic of the symbolic? tropes that transumpt what you feel, reader, what field of play is suited to the practice of your theory, what stretch of "muscular" prose, hints at the question, its unfolding ,a word made cabbage, a word dress rose, a bouquet. Are the ones already deceased listening to the pomes you wrote and write as they beckon forth their dead,to sing their song, praises of their death, a text, mashing speakin to another sextext. what gender is a text, of gender and cock what gender is a cock, on a Sunday afternoon, there are those who seek the 'au naturel" a paradigm no one holds to anylonger. On th other hand, who is "no one?" I sent a text, a poem to the long absent one of a poem a past one from the present into the absence of their hearing and hearing my verse was a question, was a void a semblance of reality. End question, end doubt. End punctuation . of trying and speak.


2

Okay, let us suppose. Suppose let us, a suppose, a sublime will to realize the post, a posture of real, the becoming nude, perhaps of a nude reclining. which naked mouth of enters the text, of tradition its far mothers speak. So then, suppose an error, a volition to tender the break. A break of tender pad, against the sublime thought of your age, a body. Rolls the tender. Tender, my Lord? Is ceased. echo of sublime authority of aural vocative.





You suppose combined, combinatoire. of heard English to say it speaks of your tongue, heart. Hearting hear hearing heart. heart of language heart pulse language. language go dock. language of stream mouth, to. pigeon pie the bald, of balkan docks. easy to count sticks in toes. of baking pie. and ebb neck.

So then, suppose a know, in its hearing, of rhythm gathered, necks beckoned.

'Kay then, take character, suppose a consciousness, with means, goals, deliveries to its end, what you name motive, plot, ingenuity, a bowl of flowers, on the table, her lap, a place to repose, her head in your , repose. a hand to the table of her palm. Venus lip up, her palm date. a fig tree.
gripping .

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______________________________ so our radio transmits its tagion riveted by the plus sign of the Fm band ~



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9.17.2009

planular perfect

planular The unconscious no longer designates the hidden principle of the transcendent plane of organization, but the process of the immanent plane of consistency as it appears on itself in the course of its construction. _______________________ --

Thousand Plateaus (p.284) perfect is fr the museum tzara said in 1918 dada ma
nifesto



_________________________________> What image Sir? - the cocetti of 'removed' reproved remonstrate_ stratA_
who're you speakin?
Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at PhotobucketIf every ruin is a landscape surreal as a button, well it's time to button down, dump yer Baudrillard & back to Deleuze and Guattari's assmeblages, where desire's beauty lies, as a mouth opens.. to it, cupping up glances of moonlight, don't you think? it was a lon g gone year with yer ass up yer elbow now by Max Ernst that was true . single as any many. riant . as blutt? not so near the chinese counter player used the saxophone making her point savon ~ .

(0nce a missive now an apothegm)



Origin: 1545–55;
earlier apothegma apóphthegma, equiv. to apophtheg- (var. s. of apophthéngesthai to speak out; apo-
+ phthéngesthai to speak) + -ma n. suffix


9.14.2009

and and ....


|always beCome candid and honest ...|

is that a rule?
no a guide line as in the caution (What happened? Were you cautious enough? Not wisdom, caution.
In doses. : a rule immanent to experimentation: injections of caution.)
constructing.. ways of escape...


haste and anger are damned foes
demons of the first
order
Challenger
reMArKed said hoary shaking of finger
growling voice
wi
ll always be ca'
ndid and honest .|

is that a rule?
no (but it's ) a (sweet )guide (eroiticsexy)line as in the caution constructing.. ways of escape...

haste and anger are damned foes
(dontbeboringdangler)
demons of the f


the ghosts
of the dying
round on us



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incurring censorship and repression. Corpus and Socius,
politics and experimentation. They will not let you experiment in

in peace.

9.13.2009

neurology not neurosis neurons not morons


Claire Parnet : N c’est neurologie et cerveau

Gilles Deleuze : Ca c’est très dur, neurologie. C’est vrai que la neurologie m’a toujours fascine. Mais pourquoi ? C’est qu’est ce qui se passe dans la tète de quelqu’un quand il a une idée.


Je préfère quand il a une idée, parce que quand il n’a pas d’idée ca se passe un peu comme dans un billard électrique.


Mais qu’est ce qui se passe ?



Comment ça communique a l’intérieur de la tète ?


Parce qu’avant de parler de communication etc. comment ça communique dans la tète.


Ou bien dans la tète d’un idiot, je veux dire, c’est la même chose quelqu’un qui a une idée ou un idiot.


De toutes façons il ne procède pas par chemin préforme, par associations toutes faites. Eh bien qu’est ce qui se passe…ah si on savait, moi j’ai l’impression qu’on comprendrait tout. Alors ca m’intéresse ; par exemple…et les solutions peuvent être extrêmement variées, je veux dire…Deux extrémités nerveuses dans le cerveau peuvent très bien se mettre en contact, c’est même ca qu’on appelle des processus électriques, les synapses…Et puis il y a d’autres cas, beaucoup plus complexes peut être, ou c’est discontinu et il y a une faille à sauter.



Et moi j’ai l’impression que le cerveau est plein de fentes, et que ça saute dans un régime probabiliste, qu’il y a des rapports de probabilités entre deux enchaînements, que c’est beaucoup plus incertain…très très incertain. Les communications a l’intérieur d’un même cerveau sont fondamentalement incertaines, soumises a des lois de probabilités. Qu’est ce qui me fait penser à quelque chose ?

Alors il faudrait presque se demander lorsque, par exemple, un concept est donne, ou un tableau, une œuvre d’art est contemplée, regardée, il faudrait presque essayer de faire la carte cérébrale qui y correspond.



Quelles seraient les communications continues, les communications discontinues d’un point à un autre.


Moi il y a quelque chose qui m’a beaucoup frappe, c’est une histoire dont les physiciens se

servent beaucoup sous le nom de la transformation du boulanger.



Tu prends comme un carre de pétrin, tu l’étires en rectangle, et puis tu rabats, tu fais un ré-étirage etc. Tu fais tes transformations. Et, a limite de x transformations, deux points tout a fait contigus, forcement seront amenés à être au contraire, très distants. Et, il n’y a pas de points distants qui, a l’issue de x transformations, ne se trouveront pas des points contigus.



Je me dis, lorsque l’on cherche quelque chose dans sa tète, est ce qu’il n’y a pas des brassages de ce type ? Est qu’il n’y a pas des trucs ou deux points, a untel moment de mon idée, je ne vois pas comment les rapprocher, les faire communiquer ; et puis au bout d’un certain nombre de transformations, les voila qui se retrouvent l’un a cote de l’autre.


Je dirais presque que entre un concept ou une œuvre d’art - c'est-à-dire entre un produit de l’esprit - et un mécanisme cérébral, il y a des ressemblances qui sont tellement émouvantes, et moi j’ai le sentiment que la question « Comment pense-t-on ? », « Qu’est ce que signifie penser ? », les question a la fois de penser et du cerveau sont absolument mêlées.
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O my dummy!

O my ventriloquist!



9.11.2009

Vivaldi __ all intensity ,, joy ,, bursting ~


________________________________ Voila Monsieur Vivaldi ~




> Univers
MUSIQUES

Les vendredis de la musique
par Jeanne-Martine Vacher
le vendredi de 15h à 16h

Vendredis de la musique (les)


@ contact
présentation cette semaine à venir archives


Ecoutez

Podcast





émission du vendredi 11 septembre 2009
Antonio Vivaldi et les jeunes orphelines de la Pieta / Focus sur « Les Quatre Saisons »




Avec : Patrick Barbier, auteur de "La Venise De Vivaldi - musique et fêtes baroques" chez Grasset et Fasquelle.

Amandine Beyer*, violoniste et chef, qui vient d'enregistrer une version étonnante des quatre saisons de Vivaldi intitulée " Quatre Saisons et autres concertos : Gli Incogniti ". Amandine Beyer (violon et dir.) pour le label Zig-Zag Territoires « Coll. Sablé » (Harmonia Mundi).

Archives Ina

*Les Quatre saisons par Amandine Beyer seront données le 26 septembre au Festival d'Ile de France (4 septembre au 11 octobre).
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A type of 'mad' music in the true sense of the term ~ . and then the melody which drifts floats clouds over a day of what cannot be seen and heard other wise than the music machine ~ the striking of the violin pluck ~ pluck ~ its sudden heard. Today's broadcast is informative appreciative and learnd without being overbearing.... The grand spirit of Vivaldi's Baroque ~ the sense of warmth - in french la chaleur .

In the spring time everything is 'complicated' in the sense of the multiple folds
which ray its thinging and being its roundness round the object of our love.
which the music pares to its desperate love and the flies, the birds
tenting gathering in the explosive energy that makes spring and joy
always returns the motif of life & desire start stop then recommence the
final breath
the last movement
incredible speed
agility of the instrument and the composition

yr head goes dizzy
yr heart whirled i n the beauty of its take-off ~

I know of no sequence of music which goes faster
whirling ringing through the sequence of its season ~

then Allegro the season of pleasure
Autumn


harvest of plenty abundance of heart belly and love's happy knock

the affirmation
of the bass

the certainty of the step.



Ah ~ Winter ~
thel movement
I am dumb to speak its beauty
its spin to the high
moment
of the

season


more rapid
than
chattering teeth
music's become

tapping
feet
dancers
spin
round
&
rounder
the
staying
warm

of
winter's

huddle



----------------------
hight flight
its catch up

whirring
coming
stirring arrivving
spinninng

arriviinvng

&

fugace



then
the

the
clock clock
clock
walk

of
the

end


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And his end poor dead
forgotten

His end
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9.10.2009

ChallEnger _Gilles Deleuze 19...25...95

straight to hell


Corpus Delicti

“Let's pretend there's a way of getting through into it, somehow, Kitty. Let's pretend the glass has got all soft like gauze, so that we can get through. Why, it's turning into a


sort of mist now, I declare! It'll be easy enough to get through--' She was up on the chimney-piece while she said this, though she hardly knew how she had got there.

And certainly the glass WAS beginning to melt away, just like a bright silvery mist.” 1





Saturday 4th November 1995: On Niel Avenue in the 17th arrondissement of Paris,

several people may have gathered, there may have even been quite a crowd. Before

them, the body of philosopher Gilles René Louis Deleuze. After his body having


become increasingly consolidated, after an operation to remove one of his lungs,

after a tracheotomy, but before the prospect of institutionalisation became


concrete, Deleuze took to a window and jumped.



So what to make of it? When writers expire, there are always attempts to correlate the circumstances of death within the newly established corpus. 2


Deleuze’s suicide led more than a few to jump to conclusions that equally articulated their inability to conceptualise the event outside of philosophy…



“I didn't really read that closely all of the postings from these last two days because they all seemed to be "Oh please tell me that bitch is lying", "How will we talk about his death?", "Let us talk about his death correctly", "We are reducing his texts to platitudes", " I know better than you how to talk about his death", etc... Deleuze jumped out of a window and it must have been horrible and wonderful, or perhaps the most banal footnote in all of history. A body goes thump and some miserable concierge pulls out a bucket to clean it up.” 3



…And there were, as one might expect, a series of speculations about the event via concepts created by Deleuze (& Guattari) that seemed appropriate to those attempting to come to terms with the news:



“…But hurling from a window - rich, appropriate - a last line of flight? …the day I found about all this (Tuesday), I had been working on "La logique de la sensation" and one of the chapters (number X) deals with "la chute", the fall… The pavement is no concern of Deleuze's, of course. But as a matter of fact, it is a concern of ours -- a matter of concrete substance, and expressive of a surface of contact with Deleuze's body. Pavement leaps, pavement shudders, pavement becomes delirious, see? …reading Deleuze's suicide does not negate or overshadow his philosophy; it illuminates the philosophy.” 4





Taking recourse to the corpus of Deleuze in order to make sense of the suicide reinforces the rigid demarcation of the corpus further narrowing it to moments in the work that linguistically relate to the event; lines of flight, la chute, not to mention the actual occurrences of suicide and death in the texts.


But this is a dogged path that runs contrary to the way in which Deleuze thought and wrote.

These pickings, temporarily tasty as they may be, unwittingly convert Deleuze’s work into a totality, a corpus vile: something felt to be of so little value that it may be experimented with or upon without concern for loss or damage. In the rush to locate a reason, a meaning, and consequently a truth; the truth of the event,

Deleuze is turned against his own work and both are turned towards each other; linked in an inseparable pairing.



Corpus Striatum



The philosophies that promise to teach us what to think about death and how to die bore me to tears. I'm not at all moved by those things that are supposed to 'prepare us for it.' One has to prepare it bit by bit, decorate it, arrange the details, find the


ingredients, imagine it, choose it, get advice on it, shave it into a work without spectators, one which exists only for oneself, just for that shortest little moment of life. Those who survive, of course, see suicide as nothing but superficial traces, solitude, awkwardness, and unanswered cries.


These people can't help but ask ‘why?’ the only question about death that shouldn't be asked.” 5





It’s hardly difficult to locate utter refutations of asking why? in Deleuze’s (& Guattari’s) work;



“…we will not look for anything to understand in it. We will ask what it functions with, in connection with what other things it does or does not transmit intensities, in which other multiplicities its own are inserted and metamorphosed, and with what bodies without organs it makes its own converge.” 6






Despite the obvious pitfalls, other, more well-known figures also turned to Deleuze’s work for an appropriate marker; a locale from which to consider again the question of the act and what it means for us, as opposed to finding something to traverse the boundary of the corpus: Jacques Derrida’s tribute 7 traces through


Deleuze’s work to locate a suitable quote for ‘the thinker of the event’ and arrives at “ ‘We are faced with a volitional intuition and a transmutation. To my inclination for death’ said Bousquet, ‘which was a failure of the will, I will substitute a longing for death, which is the apotheosis of the will.’ from this inclination to this longing there is, in a certain respect, no change except a change of the will, a sort of leaping in place (saut sur place) of the whole body which exchanges its organic will for a spiritual will.” 8






It’s tempting to again focus on the leap, the paradoxical ‘leaping in place’ that provides Derrida with the kind of figure he can write through and yet another reference to jumping for us, but it is the Will which is pursued through the quotation; the flux of becoming and passing away is not passive but an active process




“It is highly probable that resignation is only one more figure of ressentiment, since ressentiment has many figures. If willing the event is, primarily, to release its eternal truth, like the fire on which it is fed, this will would reach the point at which war is waged against war, the wound would be the living trace and the scar of all wounds, and death turned on itself would be willed against all deaths.” 9




In turning to Deleuze’s philosophy, to his references to death and/or suicide, we enter a debate in which it is always the will in relation to death that is at stake. In the Phaedo, Plato suggests that “…there may be reason in saying that a man should wait, and not take his own life until God summons him… ” 10




Deleuze’s suicide re-articulates his opposition to the “court of Pure Reason” 11 and without much effort we can trace a history of the conceptualisation of suicide counter to the court:

“Above all, remember that the door stands open. Do not be more fearful than children. But, just as when they are tired if the game they cry, “I will play no more,” so too when you are in a similar situation, cry “I will play no more” and depart. But if you stay, do not cry” 12







As we turn towards the corpus and then to related philosophical precedents, we face the problematics of turning towards a “Greek image of thought” which “already invoked the madness of the double turning-away” and “which launched thought into infinite wandering” 13:




“I will not relinquish my old age if it leaves my better part intact. But if it begins to shake my mind, if it destroys my faculties one by one, if it leaves me not life but breath,


I will depart from the putrid or the tottering edifice. If I know that I must suffer without hope of relief I will depart not through fear of the pain itself but because it prevents all for which I should live. ” 14



Reading this quote from Seneca, the connections to the circumstances of Deleuze’s suicide are brought sharply into focus, but they serve to obscure Seneca’s point rather


than illuminate Deleuze’s act. It is the undeniable locating of the eye on correlative information that leads us both towards and away from the event.


So should we continue to wander along these distinct trails in Deleuze’s works and their bibliographies? Should we pursue the investigation along Deleuze’s lines?



As Deleuze (and Guattari) always maintained “…make a map, not a tracing… a map has multiple entryways, as opposed to the tracing, which always comes back ‘to the same.’ The map has to do with performance,


whereas the tracing always involves an alleged ‘competence.’ ” 15 This pursuit still runs conversely to the question we have posed; what to make of it? If we continue to trace Deleuze’s steps, if we follow behind him, if we jump out of the window after him, can we make anything of it at all?



Corpus Vile




“All this time the Guard was looking at her, first through a telescope, then through a microscope, and then through an opera-glass. At last he said, `You're travelling the wrong way,' and shut up the window and went away.” 16



Little trips, endless indices, pick ups, archives, borrowings; defenestres, suidas, fell odyssey, Windows 95, Lao Tsu, Mary Poppins, Yves Klein, Hitchcock,


Post-mortemism, scratched vinyl, fingernails, bolt holes, doctores angelici, go,

Hradcany, Gardyloo, Rezso Seress.




In a series of filmed interviews 17, intended for broadcast after his death, Deleuze speaks of "un bon coin pour mourir." 18


I won’t continue to attempt to detect what constitutes this corner, elaborate on its

demarcations, tie up all of the loose ends like the model detective, who “…in the end always prefers a handful of "certainty" to a whole cartload of beautiful possibil
ities” 19






Corpus Exterus





Outside of the institution, away from academic proofing, Deleuze’s philosophy continues through people literally taking up the conception of philosophy as always needing to be opened up to an outside, of concepts to be created and as tools to be used;


“…people are constantly putting up an umbrella that shelters them and on the underside of which they draw a firmament and write their conventions and opinions.


But poets, artists, make a slit in the umbrella, they tear open the firmament itself, to let in a bit of free and windy chaos and to frame in a sudden light a vision that appears through the rent…” 20




The release of ‘Folds & Rhizomes: In Memoriam Gilles Deleuze’ on Sub Rosa in February 1996 still serves to remind us that Deleuze’s work was not ever entirely the province of the academic community;



“…it seems to us that living in his memory as a school is a disaster to be avoided at all costs. And anyone who acts - in no matter what field - using his concepts as tools, will be closer to him than any academic self - proclaiming himself to be Deleuzian…” 21


Like many obituaries, the works on the compilation had been produced before Deleuze’s death, not in anticipation of it; “I said to myself, …there is no better way


to be in Deleuze than to use the philosophy and draw a tangent towards something else… I learned of his death on the radio. Something in me said: too late. But the testimonial is still there. Indeed it wasn't a tribute, the whole thing was conceived in life.” 22



Postscript


“I found a Liberation hanging out of a trash can. It smelled like someone's


lunch… Some guy I don't know reported that Deleuze used to tell him


something like, "C'est ton chagrin idiot...." Enfin.” 23



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reference

Originally published in Straight to Hell: 20th Century Suicides, ed. Namida King, London: Creation Books, 2004.
quotations

quotes
1 Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass. Penguin (1998)

2 Notably Italo Calvino’s ‘In memory of Roland Barthes’, The Literature Machine, Verso (1997)

3 post to the deleuze-guattari list in the week following the news: http://lists.village.virginia.edu/cgi-bin/spoons/archive1.pl?list=deleuze-guattari.archive/d-g_1995/d-g_Nov.95

4 Ibid; deleuze.guattari list

5 Michel Foucault in Foucault Live: Collected Interviews, 1961-1984 Sylvère Lotringer (Ed) SEMIOTEXT(E). New York. (1996) p295

6 G. Deleuze & F. Guattari, A Thousand Plateaus. Athlone Press (1988) p4

7 Jacques Derrida, I Shall Have to Wander all Alone in The Work of Mourning. Univ. Chicago Press (2001)

8 Gilles Deleuze, The Logic of Sense. Athlone Press, (1990) p149

9 ibid. p149

10 Plato, Phaedo, Prometheus Books (1994) p62

11 Gilles Deleuze, Dialogues. Columbia University Press (1989) p9

12 Epictectus , The Golden Sayings of Epictectus, XLIV

13 G. Deleuze & F. Guattari, What is Philosophy. (Verso 1994) p54

14 Seneca, De Ira, 1:15

15 G. Deleuze & F. Guattari, A Thousand Plateaus. Athlone Press (1988) p12/13

16 Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass. Penguin ()

17 Pierre-André Boutang [dir.], L'Abécédaire de Gilles Deleuze, avec Claire Parnet, (1996)

18 “A good corner(or place) to die”

19 F. Nietszche, Beyond Good and Evil, Penguin (1990) p10

20 G. Deleuze & F. Guattari, What is Philosophy?. Verso (1994) p203

21 DOUBLE ARTICULATION: ANOTHER PLATEAU, liner notes, Sub Rosa (1997)

22 Ibid.

23 Douglas Edric, Paris. 8.11.1995

«Allumez la loupiote et allez hop! Ça tourne».





On peut imaginer un chaos plein de potentiels : comment mettre en rapport les potentiels? Je ne sais plus dans quelle discipline vaguement scientifique, on a un terme qui m'avait tellement plu, que j'en ai tiré partie dans un livre, où ils expliquaient qu'entre deux potentiels se passait un phénomène qu'ils définissaient par l'idée d'un sombre précurseur. « Le précurseur sombre », c'est ce qui mettait en rapport des potentiels différents. Et une fois qu'il y avait le trajet du sombre précurseur, les deux potentiels étaient comme en état de réaction. Et, entre les deux, fulgurait l'événement visible : l'éclair. Il y avait le précurseur sombre et puis l'éclair. C'est comme ça que le monde naît. Il y a toujours un précurseur sombre que personne ne voit et puis l'éclair qui illumine. C'est ça le monde. Ça devrait être ça la pensée. Ça doit être ça la philosophie. C'est ça aussi la sagesse du Zen. Le sage, c'est le précurseur sombre et puis le coup de bâton - puisque le maître Zen passe son temps à distribuer des coups de bâton - c'est l'éclair qui fait voir les choses.
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Gilles Deleuze, « Z comme Zigzag », dans L'Abécédaire de Gilles Deleuze avec Claire Parnet

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Claire Parnet, amie et «questionneuse» de Deleuze, raconte le tournage. L'Abécédaire de Gilles Deleuze---------------------.
LEFORT Gérard




est devenue une des rares amies de Gilles Deleuze. A ce titre, elle fut en 1977 le coauteur de Dialogues, puis en 1988 la «pourparleuse» de l'Abécédaire qui fut diffusé sur Arte l'an passé. Elle fut également à l'origine de l'Autre Journal de Michel Butel et, aujourd'hui, elle est la rédactrice en chef de l'émission l'Hebdo de Michel Field, sur Canal +. A l'occasion de l'édition en cassettes vidéo de l'Abécédaire, Claire Parnet, vive, belle et drôle, s'est exceptionnellement adonnée à un entretien.



Que diriez-vous de vous telle que vous apparaissez dans «l'Abécédaire»? Un reflet furtif dans un miroir?

ça me conviendrait à peu près. Mais cette question de ma présence discrète rebondit sur la question de mon rapport avec Gilles Deleuze. «Rapport» est un mot affreux, il y a sûrement mieux" «Qui t'es toi?» Je dirais: «une amie de Gilles». En précisant qu'on peut être amis et pas si proches pour autant. Mais cette base d'amitié est fondamentale parce que indiscutable. Si on ne rediscute pas de cette base, dès lors on peut discuter de tout. Comme on peut discuter en faisant autre chose: jouer à la belote, par exemple.

«L'Abécédaire» est une discussion?

Là encore, il y a des mots qui font mieux l'affaire. Disons: intercession.


Moi ou Félix Guattari, nous fûmes des intercesseurs pour Gilles.



L'Abécédaire n'est pas une interview, une conversation ou un échange.


Laissons ça à la télé, qui n'arrête pas d'inventer du médiateur ou de l'intermédiaire, tous ces petits maîtres de la vérité qui prolifèrent dans ces fameux débats qui, de ce fait, n'en sont pas.


L'intercession, c'est la capture, une double capture en l'occurrence, qui n'a rien à voir avec une communion des esprits ou je ne sais quoi. L'effet escompté, et je crois obtenu, ce n'est pas que Gilles Deleuze en personne réponde aux questions de Claire Parnet, autre personne, mais qu'il y ait de l'interférence, et surtout une interférence entre l'oeuvre et la vie de Gilles, qui ne consistait pas pour lui à raconter sa vie


Comment avez-vous travaillé?

J'ai donné à Gilles les lettres et les noms qui allaient avec.

Après, il s'est mis au travail, énormément comme d'habitude.


Ce n'étaient pas des notes mais de véritables textes. Ensuite, nous avons filmé en plusieurs fois, de l'hiver 1988 au printemps 1989.


Ces enregistrements n'étaient pas destinés à être diffusés.


C'était l'accord avec le réalisateur Pierre-André Boutang. L'Abécédaire devait être posthume.


Ultérieurement, Boutang l'a convaincu que ce serait bien que ça passe sur Arte dans son magazine Metropolis, en feuilleton.


ça convenait à Gilles qui pensait que la philosophie doit être comme un bon roman policier, c'est-à-dire une brasserie de concepts qui ne répond pas à tout et qui ne résoud pas forcément les énigmes.

Avez-vous discuté du cadre, de la manière de filmer «l'Abécédaire»?

Deleuze avait dit à Boutang en se marrant: «Je suis une pure archive du XXe siècle.»


Le cadre en découlait: un seul plan fixe et stabilisé, puisqu'il s'agissait de filmer une pensée tout à fait capable de créer par elle-même un automouvement de l'image.


Chaque lettre a un automouvement, perceptible dans le fait que Gilles est parfois fatigué au début et puis, soudain, il s'agace, s'exaspère, se réveille, ça prend de la vitesse. Voilà, ça a été filmé à la va-comme-je-te-pense.



Allumez la loupiote et allez hop! tout d'un coup" Voilà le sens de ma présence: je dois avoir un devenir loupiote.

Votre rôle a-t-il aussi consisté à l'agacer?

En partie, oui.


Déjà la posture de la questionneuse n'est pas terrible,


on a toujours l'air un peu idiote, surtout quand on pose des questions dont on feint de ne pas connaître du tout la réponse.



Certaines de mes questions étaient assez crétines quand elles s'embarquaient ainsi dans le domaine de l'interrogation. Mais je voulais ainsi le pousser pour qu'il ne passe pas trop tôt à autre chose. Par exemple, quand je viens le chercher sur Wittgenstein ou les analystes et qu'il s'énerve.

Deleuze a-t-il regardé «l'Abécédaire»?

Oui, mais il n'aimait pas trop se voir, ce qui est toujours un bon signe. Il était content que ça existe de son vivant, dans ce fameux désert de la pensée qui assécha la fin des années 80 et où, aujourd'hui encore, pérorent quelques fameux connards.


Cela dit, il ne considérait pas que l'Abécédaire faisait partie de son oeuvre.


L'oeuvre, pour Gilles, relevait de l'écrit.

Que serait donc le Deleuze parlé?

Il appartenait à une belle génération de grands professeurs de philosophie, dont certains furent ses maîtres, comme Alquié, Hyppolite, ou encore Jean Wahl ou Canguilhem. Lui aussi a cette puissance de faire parler ses idées, un style sonore qui n'a rien à voir avec la sale affaire dite de la «petite musique intérieure».

Ce qu'on pourrait appeler son charme?

Gilles était en effet un charmeur, c'est-à-dire une solitude extrêmement peuplée de tout le monde, le contraire du narcisse ou du beau parleur.



C'était son idée de l'Abécédaire: partir de son savoir de philosophe pour faire des images de télé et pas l'inverse. Que ça tombe ainsi dans le domaine public, que des gens qui doivent le rencontrer le rencontrent, et se disent en le voyant: tiens, voilà quelqu'un qui ne prend pas comme allant de soi ce qu'on entend d'ordinaire comme allant de soi.


Et puis aussi: c'est donc ça la philosophie? Quelque chose qui ne va pas de soi? Et puis encore: qu'est-ce que c'est que cette fission entre l'anecdote et la pensée, cette façon de penser en ricochets et bifurcations?


C'est donc que la philo n'est pas un truc abstrait comme la morale? C'est donc que la philosophie est une expérience en actes, un work in progress? Le programme philosophique de Gilles était celui de Nietzsche: la philosophie sert à nuire à la bêtise.

Deleuze n'insiste pas sur ceux qu'il avait attaqués, les «nouveaux philosophes» et leur descendance?

Deleuze n'avait pas d'ennemis quand il pensait. La pensée est même indigne de tels ressentiments. A propos de tous ces experts qui à longueur de média se vivent comme des passeurs stars entre le public et les idées, Gilles disait, avec sa politesse redoutable: c'est pas grave, pas le temps, c'est leur faire trop d'honneur que de seulement les considérer. Il savait être glacial avec les emmerdeurs.


Par contre, il avait identifié que le mouvement de fond de la communication obligatoire est autrement menaçant, en tant qu'il impose une non-pensée comme grille de lecture sur tout.

Deleuze regardait la télé?__________this last part is hilarious!

Beaucoup. Après avoir travaillé, le sport surtout, le tennis, et aussi, je me souviens, Aujourd'hui madame. Un jour, il me téléphone: «Vite, regarde, il y a une dame dont le mari est insomniaque et une autre, c'est bien plus formidable, qui est hyperinsomniaque.» Je ne veux pas dire que ça lui servait à penser, ce n'était pas non plus de l'ironie. Mais qu'est ce qu'on a rigolé avec ça".


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liberation fr :Culture 03/03/1997

z




Parnet says they are at the final letter, Zed, and Deleuze says, "Just in time!" Parnet says that it's not the Zed of Zorro the Lawman , since Deleuze has expressed throughout the alphabet how much he doesn't like judgment.



It's the Zed of bifurcation, of lightning, it's the letter that one finds in the names of great philosophers: Zen, (tzara) Zarathoustra, Leibniz, Nietzsche, Spinoza, BergZon , and of course, Deleuze. Deleuze laughs, saying she has been very witty with BergZon and

very kind toward Deleuze himself. He considers Zed to be a great letter that establishes a return to A, the fly, the zigging & zagging moves ....the fly ... the Zed, the final word, no word after zigzag. Deleuze thinks it's good to end on this word.


So, he continues, what happens in Zed? He reflects that the Zen is the reverse of Nez , which is also a zigzag. [Deleuze gestures the angle of a nose in the air] Zed as movement, the fly, is perhaps the elementary movement that presided at the creation of the world.


Le PinG Bang!
Deleuze says that he's currently reading a book on the Big Bang, on the creation of the universe, an infinite curving, how it occurred. Deleuze feels that at the origin of things, there's no Big Bang,



there's the Zed which is, in fact, the Zen, the route of the fly. Deleuze says that when he conceives of zigags, he recalls what he said earlier about no universals, but rather aggregates of singularities. He considers how to bring disparate singularities into relationship, or bringing potentials into relationship, to speak in terms of physics. Deleuze says one can imagine a chaos of potentials, so how to bring these into relation.


Deleuze tries to recall the "vaguely scientific" discipline in which there is a term that he likes a lot and that he used in his books <_logic>ursor."

O my goSHGOD the Somber Precursor! the lighting lad of rod! and sphinxzzzz

This somber precursor places different potentials into relation, and once the journey of the somber precursor takes place, the potentials enter into a state of reaction from which emerges the visible event.

So, there is the somber precursor and then a lightning bolt, and that's how the world was born.


There is always a somber precursor that no one sees, and then the lightning bolt that illuminates, and there is the world. He says that's also what thought should be, and what philosophy must be, the grand Zed, but also the wisdom of the Zen.


The sage is the somber precursor and then the blow of the stick comes since the Zen master passes among his disciples striking them with his stick. So for Deleuze, the blow of the stick is the lightning that makes things visible...
He pauses and says, and so we have finished.


Parnet asks a final question: is Deleuze happy to have a Zed in his name, and Deleuze says "Ravi!" and laughs. He pauses and says,

"What happiness it is to have done this."


Then standing up, putting on his glasses, he looks at Parnet and says "Posthume! Posthume!" , and she replies "PostZume!" The camera tracks Deleuze as he leaves the frame, and then from off camera,

Deleuze's voice says, "And thank you for all of your kindness.


O the varia of Z and S _ S not Zorro Z and Tzara. And so it goeth.A s the fictives marry the philozopherzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Merci toujours a Monzieur Ztivale.




a little godly food ~ trinity of tongue, brain, marrow

--------------------------------- old age food and and ... Ah ~ old age is splendid~
And for me it would be a fantastic meal....

la plainte et ...




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❝Non pas vouloir ce qui arrive, avec
cette fausse volonté qui se plaint
et se défend, et se perd en mimique,
mais porter la plainte et la fureur
au point où elles se retournent contre
ce qui arrive, pour dresser l’événement,
le dégager, l’extraire dans le concept
vivant. Devenir digne de l’événement,
la philosophie n’a pas d’autre but[…].





❝Nous ne manquons pas de communication,
au contraire nous en avons trop, nous
manquons de création. Nous manquons
de résistance au présent.









Partout des machines productrices ou désirantes, les machines
schizophrènes, toute la vie générique: moi et non-moi, extérieur et intérieur
ne veulent plus rien dire.








❝L’artiste ou le philosophe sont bien incapables de créer un peuple,
ils ne peuvent que l’appeler, de toutes leurs forces. Un peuple
ne peut se créer que dans des souffrances abominables, et ne peut pas
plus s’occuper d’art ou de philosophie. Mais les livres
de philosophie et les oeuvres d’art contiennent aussi leur somme
inimaginable de souffrance qui fait pressentir l’avènement
d’un peuple.


Ils ont en commun de résister, résister à la mort,
à la servitude, à l’intolérable, à la honte, au présent.❞




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9.08.2009

trees and bumble bees __ aristotle and you know who








Aristotle ~ contra _ Botany versus ~ idea ~ the gathering of leaves ~ peripatetic _ out walking .... Dedalus ~



------------------------------------------- Peripatetic ~
for a stroll ~
( the stroller)























(the walking talking philosophers)
( the ......... ......................)