paranoiac lacanians live on
mental gossip and the tatters of the mind wishing as always to reduce, to bind, to trammel.
_________________________________Wheras the ghost of Lacan is now in the afterlife
of immanence redoing his learning undoing his erudite mathemes to see the line of desire's fullness.
what's odd is that he never saw it before. that He never Saw She.
rumourwhat's odd is that he never saw it before. that He never Saw She.
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and the exact opposite [là tout contre], the creative function of an Outside that pushes through the middle, below and beside the signifying cuts, the living lines, the broken lines, the becomings of multiplicities—or multitudes—as “a line of flight or of variation that affects each system in preventing it from being homogeneous.”
See:
eric-alliez-s-grace-of-universal-badiou.