deisring machines ....Lenz has projected ....: _____________>

why these Mona black and white, these checker to soother her skirt, her fictionoed off bottom clover to her camera boscura
Why these words, paranoia and schizophrenia, which are like

talking birds and girls' first names?

Why do social investments follow
this dividing line that gives them a specifically delirious conten.t (recreating
history in delirium)?
Mona has delirium she's rerium herfine feckled cahoot. her situated strata's desired machine bodies. Not fnding organs, she's hasted to her paranoiac subjectivities. Something as sumptuous as grain.
And what is this line, how can ~e s.ltuate

schizophrenia and paranoia on either side of it? Our a~sumptlOn IS th~t
everything happens on the body without organs; but thiS body has, a~lt
were, two faces. Elias Canetti has clearly shown how the paranoiac| She reared her pack across orient laves.
organizes masses and "packs." The paranoiac opposes them t~ one
another, maneuvers them.*| Enemies hold allegories before he faced in strated daze.The paranoiac engineers m~sses, he IS th~
artist of the large molar aggregates, the statistical formations or greg~nousnesses,
the phenomena of organized crowds. He i~vests everything
that falls within the province of large numbers. The nigh t of the battle,
Jill is night of battle. SHe is Royale to her foreign soothed soil. Back bucked to her rare feet. fretted by wheel and tom and tom

She carried her plate to dinner Helmet to the smoothing fate ~Oedipus must ~

1 I Desiring-Production\|| It!~ It! She is at work her nightly tailors labour to country, her drafter her favour.
It is at work everywhere, functioning smoothly at times,| So they say. but we know its smoother butter.
at other times in fits and starts. It breathes, it heats, it eats. It shits and
fucks. What a mistake to have ever said the id. Everywhere it is
machines-real ones, not figurative ones: machines driving other rnachines,
machines being driven by other machines, with all the necessary
couplings and connections. An organ-machine is plugged into an
energy-source-machine: the one produces a flow that the other inter
rupts. The breast is a machine that produces milk, and the mouth ~
machine coupled to it. The mouth of the anorexic wavers betweer
several functions: its possessor is uncertain as to whether it is ar
eating-machine, an anal machine, a talking-machine, or a breathing
machine (asthma attacks). Hence we are all handymen: each with hi:
little machines. For every organ-machine, an energy-machine: all the:
we 'll comeback here
Thee mOuth thee mouth elbow and knee. hungry to energy machine.
list to he r lamp weed. elbow to her bust. camadryad.

time, flows and interruptions. Judge Schreber has sunbeams in his ass. Shes my solar ass my solar ass My Solar ass. SHes my Solar Anus ANus AnuS. AnuS loveable.
A solar anus. And rest assured that it works: Judge Schreber feels
something, produces something, and is capable of explaining the process
theoretically. Something is produced: the effects of a machine, not mere
A schizophrenic out for a walk is a better model than a neurotic
______________ When Jill walked she was meadow'd to her capure. mask to her breath mouth|
____________________ Stop liedinn Billy Boy.

lying on the analyst's couch. A breath of fresh air,___ Cafe Air to her toothsome ridge !~
a relationship with the

outside world. Fanny's stroll was wiggle and a piggle. her buttocks folding rolling....Lenz's stroll, for example, as reconstructed by BUchner and Her fictive bucks......
This walk outdoors is different from the moments when Lenz finds
himself closeted with his pastor, who forces him to situate himself
socially, in relationship to the God of established religion, in relationship
to his father, to his mother. While taking a stroll outdoors, on the other
hand, he is in the mountains, amid falling snowflakes, with other gods or
without any gods at all, without a family, without a father or a mother,
with nature. "What does my father want? Can he offer me more than
that? Impossible. Leave me in peace."! Everything is a machine.
Celestial machines, the stars or rainbows in the sky, alpine machinesall
of them connected to those of his body. The continual whirr of
machines. "He thought that it must be a feeling of endless bliss to be in
contact with the profound life of every form, to have a soul for rocks,
metals, water, and plants, to take into himself, as in a dream, every
element of nature, like flowers that breathe with the waxing and waning
of the rnoon.v-- To be a chlorophyll- or a photosynthesis-machine, or at
least slip his body into such machines as one part among the others.
Lenz has projected himself back to a time before the man-nature
dichotomy, before all the co-ordinates based on this fundamental
dichotomy have been laid down. He does not live nature as nature, but
as a process of production.
Noticce how definitive this sentence is

There is no such thing as either man or

nature now, only a process that produces the one within the other and
couples the machines together. Producing-machines, desiring-machines
everywhere, schizophrenic machines, all of species life: the self and the

together. Producing-machines, desiring-machines
everywhere, schizophrenic machines, all of species life: the self and the
non-self, outside and inside, no longer have any meaning whatsoever.
Now that we have had a look at this stroll of a schizo, let us
compare what happens when Samuel Beckett's characters decide to
venture outdoors. Their various gaits and methods of self-locomotion
constitute, in and of themselves, a finely tuned machine. And then there
is the function of the bicycle in Beckett's works: what relationship does
the bicycle-horn machine have with the mother-anus machine?
Come blow yer horn inmy face my face
blow yer horn in my face
Blow yer ass in my face
Bow Blow Blow yer ass