Radio DelEuZe: here|ghost inthe machine

15.11.05

here|ghost inthe machine

Gilles here ... ghost in the machine delirante... le tant of wander the ...spoof of radio Radio Alice the night staklers across the air waves are sacred... she mouths the words to my after grave... Spinoza talking on the wheel... it is sacred... not the disjunctions and those who want a place for themselves ... Was Plato's mist the crying disjunction of spell bound monkeys and their dare-devil leaps...? your english leaves something to be desired Felix... late via speed... the tardy tornado of desire and its marshalling ruins... Reach over a movement of the Real and find a cafe in a city sounded out by deserts.. . Radio here come in FM AM radio here the night shutting its ears its eyes only to tie down the things we speak... the restless cavern at the end of the sworn night... sounding sounding radio wave... Felix do you read me? .... come in radio... a cross the deltas and territories... . a mist tearing the terrible table down ... night and ruin... inside the piano a woman's face ... programme the millesecond towards life ... click and clinic and critical the literary machine humming its small fortitudes and guesses... Oh, your doing fine Mister Deleuze with your speak easy thoughts and lay-me down sleeps ...your rests and pauses...

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__________AnD What I most detested was Hegelianism and dialectics.

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What I most detested was Hegelianism and dialectics.

And : The question of speed is important and also very complex. It doesn't mean the first in the race: you can be late through speed. Speed is to be caught in a becoming_ which is not a development or an evolution. One must be like a taxi, queue(ligne d'attente), line of flight, traffic jam, bottleneck, green and red lights, slightly paranoid,brushes with the police. To be an abstract and broken line, a zigzag which glides 'between'. The grass and speed. What you misnamed style just now_ charm or style_ is speed.

And :One only discovers worlds through a long, broken flight.

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As for the method of deconstruction of texts I see clearly what it is, I admire it a lot, but it has nothing to do with my own method. I do not present myself as a commentator on texts.

For me, a text is merely a small cog in an extra-textual practice. It is not a question of commenting on the text by a method of deconstruction, or by a method of textual practice, or by other methods; it is a question of what use it has in an extra-textual practice that prolongs the text ..

Professor D Challanger speaking

in Clinical Critical terms as the hat was in the wind

How else?

How else can one write of those things which one doesn't know, or knows badly? It is precisely here that we imagine having something to say. We write only at the frontiers of our knowledge, at the border which separates our knowledge from our ignorance and transforms the one to the other.
Only in this manner are we resolved to write. To satisfy ignorance is to put off writing until tomorrow -or rather, to make it impossible. Perhaps writing was a relation to silence altogether more threatening that that, which is supposed to entertain with death.
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Difference and Repetition.