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Adachi: My tendency back then as well as now is that I lack the sense of discerning and discriminating between individual and society. Categorization isn’t my greatest gift. A typical concentric pattern of thinking — starting with an individual, there is a family, then there is a tribe, society, state — has already been broken in me. At times I was very troubled by my inability to think that way. For example, filmmaking is a collective enterprise. It often happened that I came up with an idea, and everybody else said: “Hey that’s good! Let’s do it!” but after beginning to do it, I realized that what I was thinking was different from what they understood it to be. Actually, when I read The Surrealist Manifesto, my worldview was smashed and opened up completely, with its notion that there is no need to objectify “self and other.” The basis of my assertion that the author should be an activist is my conviction that the individual can only be grasped as a movement.
Sakai: The collapse of concentric pattern is equal to the collapse of geographic senses. Gilles Deleuze once defined “what is the left” and said it’s not a position, but a matter of perception; the leftists are those who can sense what’s happening in the opposite side of the earth as if happening right next door. That is why the left is minor. I sense such a loss of perspective sense in your way of thinking. Although the world is supposed to be enclosed and seems to confine us, you went to Palestine, not for the sake of breaking the closure, but as an extension of the logic of affirming the closure. Your world seems to be one in which normal perspectives are pretty much collapsed._____________________________________
Adachi: That’s scary, but absolutely right. If it’s just a matter of geographic sense, I could just mourn my bad sense of direction; but this loss sometimes creeps into my sense of time and relations between things around me.
roseblow in rose flu in rose its which heart crows across land seeking fright as AntiOedipus galvanized her geeze fast talking speed-o-dial lovers who then and now merried night's witch.
merried hands of witch flight. heard the geese flow. perceptive inrisible invisible. as the caw-caw-caw wrangles its warren across the feet.
is this the space of?
Jill hankers her deterritorializations near near and far.
she maketh the wind to hover.
her air craft is crap dala loose
her dump' s dung to her nearest text. Her lexeme is torrent to her goat's spurn. She's hampered to her main dice. Her control is billygoats to the end. Next to the next to the next is poontang delala. What deja vu musters its support for her hope. her gasping hill is shipped to her lessons de pull. Dumb waiters wont do in a jiff but a mess is a storm in a pipe.
Toodleloo Antioedipus your farm's done played its fox, and suited every gibbet to whore songsung.
Gibber away me Heraclitus I have found the key of ending .
_________________ Is this the shiver me gibbers?
«Expérimenter de nouveaux langages pour produire de nouvelles subjectivités, de nouvelles causes et un nouveau regard politique»
A true politics of psychiatry, or antipsychiatry, would consist
therefore in the following praxis: (1) undoing all the reterritorializations
that transform madness into mental illness; (2) liberating the schizoid
movement of deterritorialization in all the flows, in such a way that this
characteristic can no longer qualify a particular residue as a flow of
madness, but affects just as well the flows of labor and desire, of
production, knowledge, and creation in their most profound tendency.
Here, madness would no longer exist as madness, not because it would
have been transformed into "mental illness," but on the contrary because
it would receive the support of all the other flows, including science and
art—once it is said that madness is called madness and appears as such
only because it is deprived of this support, and finds itself reduced to
testifying all alone for deterritorialization as a universal process. It is
merely its unwarranted privilege, a privilege beyond its capacities, that
renders it mad. In this perspective Foucault announced an age when
madness would disappear, not because it would be lodged within the
controlled space of mental illness ("great tepid aquariums"), but on the
contrary because the exterior limit designated by madness would be
overcome by means of other flows escaping control on all sides, and
carrying us along.*
It should therefore be said that one can never go far enough in the
direction of deterritorialization: you haven't seen anything yet—an
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