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One Thousand Blogs and One |Clifford Duffy

This blog space yet another chunk, a bloc.. of the Fictions Jill, Franny, and Mona, a poetic..blogography of Deleuze and Guattari. The space of epistolary becomings,the chaosmosis of prose poetry. OnE ThoUsAnD BlOgss ~ William D and Mona G This blog is consisting of all sorts of platos and plaketoes. It has no shaken artisticaristotle in its throttle. Rent free dynamism. Text & some Images of this Blog©copyright 2004,5,6 Clifford Duffy.

Wednesday

of this FakeRee SkilDiggerrreedo

Jill was thiking of her old young pal: Jacquesdereader in the midst of things the rhizome dirts scattered in her faces and her bodies politcs and she Said one day to the Young DeReader: Read this and Believe I Abou Benny Deleuze have seen the end of matter the gulf of time and yer diamond legs baby.
So here was his freshman's textwest.

------------------- Jill must hold her nose. As hoses make no fardels in the oriental spruce deluxe of prose and its multilayer kinema. Ok? Okay. Then she was birched brimmed busted to her brooch. Her abroach was nevertheless plain seeeing eye dog I d_g .

Mona read the above notes and was,gasp! horrified . She fell backwards shouting the Lord has come, my Lord my Lord, has come back , come back come back come back come back come back and left us this country with no daisies and dogs to peel upon working our open oppositions and lie on the table like a song of her eyes her breast size filled the room on the table between the preposals of prepositions she was sung dame down.

"In this (h_)_essay, I wish to explore and compare some of the differences between the concept of deconstruction (Derrida) and the Deleuzoguattarian concept of reterritorialization-deterritorialization.------------------- PlEeeeeeeeeeeese

"In" the "process"
of doing this,
doing this
doing this

doing this doing this doing this this doing this this doing doing this


I will, in fact,


Enact

ENact


EnAct

a schizoanalytic procedure

A Ritual a Ritual Bloodletting


or practice. Schizoanalysis,


and the procedure it invites and suggests,


is a counter-model proposed (when Jill proposed to Franny she was alreqady married by that did not matter as they were Sartre and Beauvoir and they were multiplcities of manysomes who lov ed manysomes )


by Deleuze and Guattari)


to replace

replace replace

replace your face

and displace

Displace

Displace

Displace

where you hearken
where you recondite
where you live

where you haunt





"psychoanalysis."

The schizoanalytic approach requires a combination of different concepts which, because of its style of thinking about words and things, will result in a praxis that illuminates new areas of thought in poetics, theory, and criticism. In particular,

I want to examine (you do, do you? smart alek)

how this process (How?? well How ? then??How how w How?)

can applied to an appreciative reading of poems.


Call this the desiring-machine and this essayist’s attempt to read the ‘little machine made of words’ (William Carlos Williams) as an act of poetic invention, retaliation and an effort to think of the economy of the text, and not of its structure or form.



This is not to suggest that structure or form are negligible, but that the economics of a text permeate all its structures; one might go on to say that they determine them. In pursuit of this deterritorialized deconstructed reading of texts, my text in addition to being a first proposal of such an event, will itself be the occasion of, and an instance of, the type of reading it proposes. It will read itself as a deconstruction reconstruction, reterritorialization deterritorialization (process). In the Deleuzoguattarian sense, this essay will become a desiring-machine.

However, I need to remind the reader that since ‘desiring-

machines only work when they break down’ (Guattari), the


processes described cannot help but embark both reader and writer, on a journey, that may have unpredictable outcomes.

But Mona Mona was a fraud! a bawd and a shame a shame a Maryjane with her skirts rolled around her thighs, a cheap falker of stalking beans of her body a glad halo of prose and monkey maims. Moan and Mona was not meant to be a plain

explained jane working toward the playful design of truth, yet made poetry of the out takes and not the outlook express of relatively benign and benighted corporations .

read this text to the end for microdaubs! dibs and drabsZZ!!
Bibliography
Duffy, Clifford The Poetics. Oxford U P, 1992.

1. the real question was

where the hellheaven was Klossowski her old father?

-----. A Duffy Reader: Between the Sheets. ed. Peggy Had Enuff. New York:
Columbia UP, 1991.
ToBreakall texts she shouted rom her toronto balcony and knew love was in site in sight insight in site of the 'view'ronto: U Toronto P, 1987.





What!! Cheers

are you a rhizome or a box
married divorced or between all the betweens
I am a GOod searcher and I am a knight of infinite faith!



We never submit to anything but love, certainly not having any desires to submit work we love to any whores of literatures and other middle class luxuries.

--------------------------- Come to my heaven there are many blossom . there. Here Bliss.


Sing SIgnature of Jill loves Mona ___ Franny the funky.

in the midst Anti

It's not easy to see things in the middle,

Anti knows shes middle
of road
and roading her
roadie
she's read
every syllabus
on

her natty

narrative

beig e

shoe


she's old brown shoe
to her snow
white bucks




rather than looking down on them
from
above

or up


at them

from



below,

or from left to right or right to left:

try it, you'll see that everything changes. --


So how's that for luck Miss JigSaw and yer elements are right. Particle and plane to every doctoral candidate and dissertation blues .
,






A 1000 Plateaus

inDeed

Indeed free Anti

free her
Antigone from the tightwad
Uncle Oedipus

___________________>>>>>4. Principle of asignifying rupture: against the __________________oversignifying breaks
separating structures or cutting across a single structure. A rhizome may be
____________________broken, shattered at a given spot, but it will start up again on one of its old
lines, or on new lines. You can never get rid of ants because they form an
____________________________animal rhizome that can rebound time and again after most of it has been
destroyed. Every rhizome contains lines of segmentarity according to
______________________________which it is stratified, territorialized, organized, signified, attributed, etc.,
as well as lines of deterritorialization down which it constantly flees. There
is a ____________________________rupture in the rhizome whenever segmentary lines explode into a line
of flight,

but the line of flight is part of the rhizome.


Come then to


Radio Deleuze

th .....e

at leaurotic mas tthe nekes a n honest mistake of economy. forgotting verb and noUn.
--------------------------
leaurotic ma leaurotic mariting has never been capitalism's thing. Captilalism

i s

proFOunDly Illiterate

.------------------------------------->>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> I think you are mistakent that is Not the write page. Are you tryin to flimsy all these joys?
Are you the truck of desires?

the death of writing is like the death of god or the death of the
father
: the thing was settled a long time ago, although the news of the Even t is slow

Looks lIke mister Crucifed the soul of Caesar Nietzsche.


Writing has never been capitalism's thing. Captilalism

i s

proFOunDly Illiterate

.

the death of writing is like the death of god or the death of the
father

: the thing was settled a long time ago, although the news of the Even t is slow
to reach us

I wont say I any more. I'll never utter the word again; its just too damn stupid.

and there survives in us the memory of extinct signs with

which we still write...

cpatialist representation 240oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo thousand plateau.
________________________

There is no Nietzsche the self professor of philology_ who SUddenly loses his mind and supposedly identifies with all sorts of strange People. Rather , there is the Nietzschean subject who passes
throug h a series of states,
and who identifies these
states with
the names of history ; " every name in history is I...".

The subject spreads itself out along the entire circumference of the circle, the center of which has been abandoned by the ego.

At the center is the desiring-machine, the celibate machine
of the Eternal Return...

I aint got No Papa Mama