da Gilles DeleuzeCoreografia e danza di Beatrice MagalottiDrammaturgia, video e regia Giovanni Magnarelli. Video Abecedàr (spot) seyret, Abecedàr (spot) izle.

a riding connecting between  ~




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and this mysterious space

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Dosse the Zany Biographer of Felix Guattari and Gilles Deleuze

CP who is taping naked today : Tell me about Dosse C.D.

CD The first time I heard this zany historian was in Paris about a year or two before his book was published. He's a hoot. and well worth hearing. He's rescued Guattari and also reterritorialized Deleuze from the reactionaries who wanted to seperate him! He's a true bee buzzing the orchid! a burrow digger in spite of his errors! Peace be upon his multitudinous brain & head ~ .

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Francois Dosse, author of Gilles Deleuze and Felix Guattari: Intersecting Lives, has been touring the country discussing the book. To packed houses at NYU, Columbia, and Harvard, Dosse has been discussing the somewhat unlikely partnership that had a profound effect on post-1968 thinking.

François Dosse
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(Dosse will also be inBaltimore, Alabama, and California over the next few days to discuss the book.) For our French-speaking readers, below is a video of Dosse discussing the book:

For those who don’t speak French, here is a brief excerpt from theIntroduction describing the nature of their collaboration. (The Introduction also discusses how the two found each other and how each served an important intellectual function for the other.)

The two men created a veritable laboratory for testing their ideas, thanks to the transversal nature of their work. Guattari’s contribution to Deleuze was above all a breath of fresh air in a rarefied universe. “You felt that he rejoiced in his meetings with Félix. They seemed happy to be meeting, although they didn’t see each other much because they knew how delicate human relations can be.”

The differences in their personalities produced a two-speed machine: “Our rhythms were always different. Félix complained that I didn’t respond to his letters, but I could not answer immediately; it took me one or two months, by which time Félix had already moved on.” By contrast, however, when they worked together, each would force the other into taking firm positions, and this would go on until both fighters were exhausted and the idea they were discussing and arguing about had taken off; something like a “setting” or foundation for the idea arose from their work of proliferation and dissemination: “I considered that Félix had real insights, whereas I was a kind of lightning rod stuck in the ground so that the idea could take a different shape, and then Félix corrected it, etc. That’s how our work developed

_________________Cutted and Pasted from Columbia University Press Blog where everyone has sex, masturbates and is a wonderful rhizomoatic soup. Come along! read them in Bed its fun and horny and extremely erudite!

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Francois Dosse speaking at

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Fri., Sept. 24, 4 p.m. “Gilles Deleuze and Felix Guattari: Intersecting Lives,” a German and Romance Languages and Literatures lecture by historian Francois Dosse. Co-sponsored by the Centre Louis Marin. 479 Gilman.  

If yer at John Hopkins or in the neighbourhood  this will be worthwhile hearing   ~.

Lecture in French by François Dosse: « Deleuze et Guattari, un couple intellectuel singulier »

Harvard University Senior Common Room, Kirkland House, A-entry

85, Dunster Street, Cambridge

September 23rd at 6pm

Intellectual historian François Dosse will  (have) gA(i)ve(n) a speech on the relationship and interactions between two major figures of the contemporary French intellectual world: philosopher Gilles Deleuze and psychotherapist Félix Guattari. After meeting in 1969, they produced several fundamental philosophic works together. 

Dosse is professor at the IUFM Créteil, the Institut d’études politiques de Paris, and the Centre d’histoire culturelle des sociétés contemporaines de l’université Saint-Quentin-en-Yvelines. He is the author of numerous books including a two-volume history of structuralism. Photo: Gilles Deleuze

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The book I did wasn't about the history of philosophy, it's something

I wanted to do with him, with the idea I have of him and my

admiration for him. If there was any poetry in the book, one might

see it as what poets call a tombeau.


 I  differed from him only on very

minor things: what he called an apparatus, and what Felix and I called

arrangements, have different coordinates, because he was establishing

novel historical sequences, while we put more emphasis on geographical
elements, territoriality and movements of deterritorialization.

We were always rather keen on universal history, which he

detested. 


But being able to follow what he was doing provided me

with essential corroboration.


 He was often misunderstood, which

didn't get in his way but did worry him. 


People were afraid of him,

that's to say his mere existence was enough to stop idiots braying.

 Foucault

fulfilled the function of philosophy as defined by Nietzsche:

being bad for stupidity. 

Thinking, with him, is like diving down and

always bringing something back up to the surface. 

A thought that

folds this way and that, then suddenly bursts open like a spring. I
don't in fact think he was particularly influenced by Leibniz.

Although there's a remark in Leibniz that applies particularly well to

him: "I thought I'd reached port, but found myself thrown back onto

the open sea." 

Thinkers like Foucault advance by lurching from one

crisis to another, there's something seismic about them.

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 and as Corry Shores  always graciously does    so we too thank you 

 text excerpt of Deleuze (Negotiations)  and  Martin Joughin the  noble translator  of these words

from francais to  english

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A course is a kind of Sprechgesang,closer to music than to theater.

Indeed there's nothing in principle to stop courses being a bit like a

rock concert. 

's nothing in principle to stop courses being a bit like a

rock concert

It must be said that Vincennes (and it was the same after

we'd been forcibly transferred to Saint-Denis) provided exceptional

conditions. In philosophy, we rejected the principle of "building up

knowledge" progressively: 

there were the same courses for first-year

and nth-year students, for students and nonstudents, philosophers

and nonphilosophers, young and old, and many different nationalities.

ilosophy, we rejected the principle of "building up

knowledge" progressively: 

there were the same courses for first-year

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There were alwaysyoung painters and musicians there, filmmakers,

architects, who showed great rigor in their thinking. They were

long sessions, nobody took in everything, but everyone took what

they needed or wanted, what they could use, even if it was far removed

from their own discipline 

There was a period marked by abrupt interventions,

often schizophrenic, from those present, then there was the

taping phase, with everyone watching their cassettes, but even then

there were interventions from one week to the next in the form oflittle

notes I got, sometimes anonymously.

 phase, with everyone watching their cassettes, but even then

there were interventions from one -------------------------------------------There's a special relation between philosophy and neurology,

which comes out in the associationists, in Schopenhauer, in Bergson.osophy and neurology,

which comes out in the association

Our current inspiration doesn't come from computers but from the

microbiology of the brain: the brain's organized

, more

like grass than a tree, "an uncertain system,,,with probabilistic, semialeatory,

quantum mechanisms. It's not that our thinking starts from

what we know about the brain but that any new thought traces

uncharted channels directly through its matter, twisting, folding, fissuring

it. 

It's amazing how Michaux does this. New connections, new

pathways, new synapses, that's what philosophy calls into playas it creates

concepts, but this whole image is something of which the biology

of the brain, in its own way, is discovering an objective material likeness,

or the material working.

Something that's interested me in cinema is the way the screen

can work as a brain, as in Resnais's films, or Syberberg's. Cinema

doesn't just operate by linking things through rational cuts, but by

relinking them through irrational cuts too: this gives two different

images of thought.

 What was interesting about pop videos at the outset

was the sense you got that some were using connections and

breaks that didn't belong to the waking world, but not to dream

either, or even nightmare. For a moment they bordered on something

connected with thought. This is all I'm saying: there's a hidden

image of thought that, as it unfolds, branches out, and mutates,

inspires a need to keep on creating new concepts, not through any

external determinism but through a becoming that carries the problems

themselves along with it.

 everyone took what

they needed or wanted, what they could use, even if it was faR

Levée de corps

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quotes and ...crackers

________________All pure I fictives. every I in this poem is a deterritorialization in becoming   ~ 








' callips and snap '

A thous_ and tiny sexes _ my queer lover ~ . we're cut into boxes, blues, bullies, territoriies. what face is this you hold, held to my visage in your hand, in your sex. what double joined one is     ?

the machines

Movies, shit, poetry

the machiNes

the machines of yer face

of your ass

assophrenia

yer bod y cut across yer wild's face

this is your nasturbation|

it's the anaoedipal break &; cut cupage which makes the difference

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she's smoking god

One morning the AntiChrist met Antioedipus they did a dance of plateau and plateau Do [not] join us at

AntiOedipus

shes smoking like love's chimney ~ .

the raven

The beginning of the Raven, loosely based on Edgar Allan Poe. Peter Lorre as the raven 

braque was picasso's rival and friend

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my first schizophrenic girlfriend was i was 18 she was 19  ~
i have no more patience for that. today  onthe bus & the pharmacy    ~ and 
on the street  ~ the 'mental' person case woman asking EVERY SINGLE PERSON
for two dollars


 then blowing her cough right across the aisle 

 of the same bus

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in the pharmacy behind me I told cover your mouth

cover

(she seemed to pursue me like a mad fury but really she was no fury

but a dumpy rundown 'nut' of some origin   ~

and go to Project Pal they can help you


(she asked me will you pay for my .... )

 she smiled sortof the half kempt look ofthe medicated mad 

lopsided  smile.. ... asked Will they pay for my cough medicine

I said they can help you go




I walked away   ~

I was sick of her sick of it sick of it all I am sick migraines...  head clamp... brain eyes sore... no reading... no

int




I wend down thes treet I see a drunken man I know him I go speak to him


he's wearing a baseball cap it says D &p; G 
on it
I take a photo he asked  for a smoke
I gave him one two 

I said let me take a picture of your hat

he said take it take the hat

I said No

I want a  picture I took it he said Okay

I took it

I thought that was precipitous

I thought it was

I went to give my talk

It went well

I am tired

headache clamp

I went for coffeewith Robert

We talked and he talked he did

he said I am hungry

we both ate BLT's

we talkedof old new and new new and now
and  we stayed till nearly 11    ~


He told me about his daughters his wife
his ....


yes
we walked to the subway together
I embraced him around the arm


as 
parted ways each 


 and 

_____________________ that was/ is my report Professor Deleuze . that s my day and night and I have come to the god of immanence I have seen the flight. re-reading Paradise Lost bOok 6 I was convinced again how wrong the god was . the monotheistic claimer versus the flight angels the bad guysthe good guys

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Tune in  for more episodes from The Psychotic Doctor   ~ .

 FM
AM
Radio Self  ~
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full an filled

you'r e full of love's brown shit

yeah  but thats another story

lov'es brown paper

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rimbaud the pirate ...

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     By    a fine synchronicity Corry Shores has published a detailed  explanation about Arthur Rimbaud's 1871 letter to his teacher George Izambard ~    the contiguousness of Corry's  expository essay and the fictional Vico text on language and love works as a chiming of two plateaus meeting across the discussion room of space.   

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    deleuze oedipus rimbaud

   December 2002__January 1728

________Rimbaudboyo sends his missive to the four tales of the wind. The winding tail that thrusts his keyboard forward.     

rimbaudboyo@burrow 42

To the gents:

You keep writing as if I don't love you, but you don't realize she loves you as we all do, none was there to meet you. I don't even know that guy in England; what is his so called name?
Don't worry everyone loves you but i am not a real I, my I was shattered years ago.furthermore i have no desire to reassemble it. i hate the Christmas and rest of it, they force me to play games i don t wish to play. i almost killed myself, but i got a hair cut instead because now I look like a concentration camp man.
but you made fun of me too so what did u expect.
you mocked me when i said lets speak. gentleness you say? oh then let it be gentle.
i love you,
signed,

Giambattista Vico



Another tender miss:

dear __________

the truth is out. i spoke to someone that knows Ye. You are not
schizo. I am sorry to inform you, but that is not your fate. You are alcoholic. this means yer ego is intact. Schizos don't have an ego. Or if they do it's of a different nature than your rough version of one. Until you are sober if and when you are sober, but mostly u are drunk. to keep the shattered ego 'together'. Otherwise read  Lowry and Logic of Sense/ The couple of the manic and the alcoholic.

A 3rd letter in hot pursuit follows : Rimbauboyo speaks triple deckered lover  letters.

But someone  met him a long time ago. her name is Ringo Rivale, but someone told me he was thrown out by Fanny Deleuze!! cause he was bothering Deleuze with some questions!


Arthur recalls sarcastic asides, remarks, and so called rebuttals.
'Is this troubling still you, so poor baby, alors do sum yummie muzix with yer lafter when you laugh a good
deal and you'll be relaxed when you write.' Arthur writes to herself and Giambattista.

____________Signed A. Rimbaud Giambattista Vico 1725
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                        Jill and Mona get into the act.
Arthur 

What am I doing here with you? Speaking of words and your body rough as the wind. Kind winding of its tail tracking the spotted leopard of love. Almost god's? A monstrous wordgod to clobber the whole world. Shit as stuff to harbinger its latest bargain.


Your needy grammarian sister Isabelle.


___________ Besides you knew that I was love itself the box of. Not a true fabrication but the fire . Standing by the bed. And along the coast of Africa coming home back. The words rough hewn to the soaking heart desire.




Does a dead poet comprehend this? you speak of France as if I was there for you , when in fact. I am a dog of night. My love is in draft form.


I come again for you. My true love of the Korean bakery.


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