1/29/2013

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Neither Guattari nor myself are very attached to the pursuit or even coherence of what we write. We would hope for the contrary, we would hope that the follow-up to Anti-Oedipus breaks with what preceded it, with the first volume, and then, if there are things that don’t work in the first volume, it doesn’t matter. I mean that we are not among those authors who think of what they write as a whole that must be coherent; if we change, fine, so there’s no point in talking to us about the past. 

Deleuze speaking  on  a   Deserted Island 



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1/14/2013

here's your lacan bullshite



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From 1937 to 1946 Artaud was detained in psychiatric hospitals. He was administered insulin therapy and nearly fifty electric shocks provoking states of coma (and even causing the fracture of a dorsal vertebra). His case adds to a notorious list of achievements of "scientific" mental cure, with Vaslav Nijinsky, Camille Claudel, Vincent van Gogh, Friedrich Nietzsche, Soren Kierkegaard, Wilhelm Reich, Freud's patient Daniel Paul Schreiber, etc. Indeed, none of these cases occurred in a totalitarian state. Yet they did not prompt significant reactions from the intelligentsia their victims belonged to. There was (and still is) a tacit consensus regarding the logical end of a deviant, disturbing and unpredictable behaviour, and psychiatry appeared (appears) the inevitable and dependable solution. In 1939, Jacques Lacan had examined Artaud and told Roger Blin:

He's fixed, he will live up till eighty years of age, he won't write a line any more, he's fixed.'

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The executioners are still around

Andréine & Bernard Bel)

Fixed means fucked. like a neutered cat that's what was wanted.  Dead Or Alive _________________Teeth or No Teeth ~__Cat without a Mouth.

 

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1/12/2013

thee thOse Anti-OEdipus Papers ------------------

                                          "Capitalism is the exterior limit of all societies because it has no exterior limit itself. It works well as long as it keeps breaking down.________________But it breaks down i n my fucking backyard!

a nd O those shit missiles they keep sending round thee 

 O I mean those fucken's dronnnnnnnnzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

                    theyre like Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Boombbbbsssssssssssssssssss

      arent they 

                       So nazi like

 not Like Like but they are nazing bombs!




zome, that "the two of us wrote Anti-Oedipus together." They added, "Since each of us was several, that became quite a crowd." These|||||||||||| So was it a crowded book then Sir?

 

 

 

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a reader's guide

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secret missives written to a few friend overseas.who wishes the beauty of great philosophy. whose
splash waves are wonderous to behold . as language unfolds its seam. as the wits of delay and philosophy love.


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finding  hard to follow,  show you a trick  learned  years  to   a     go: 






Read it aloud! it's as simple as that . The ideas will become more real as you hear and read them at the same time. True reading is a pedagogical skill! THere's a great novel by Italo Calvino If On A Winter's Night a Traveller Should... that describes wonderful moments of reading ....

I learned this  trick years back with a girlfriend. I was reading my way through Saint Genet , Sartre's massive tome about the former, and I had not found it easy. Well, I was out eating dinner with this lady, and she asked me about what I was reading, and I said it was beautiful. but difficult to read.  but then she said or I said,  let me read it to you... and I began to read it  right there and then to her while we sat in this restaurant called the Mazurka, an old Polish place, and ideas and connections that I had not been able to see before began to unfold and I could see them like I never had before . They were glimmerings before, but now they became clear ideas. And the weight of the writing, its pace and the gigantic majesty almost of its connections was more visible to me. Each book is written at a different rhythm, as I am sure you'd agree.
 And this barely scratches the surface of saying anything about Sartre's book. But to me it deems a whole area of study in philosophy: How we read, how we are read to , and how we absorb the ideas in the process; how are we taught, and what is the best manner to learn.
That is why the seminars of Deleuze  __ the oratory of his voice, and the pedagogical moment __ of its unfolding as he spoke ____were important and why it's important to hear him in them . Many are now on cd, or on sites in the web. and more and more of the films and videos of him are  popular.  Socrates always spoke aloud! I've used many of them as you might have noticed  in Rdeleuze and elsewhere.

Just one other thing, A/O is written at a very different pace than the book by Sartre, but it can still be read aloud, and I have done the same thing with it as others, and it's worked like magic. Reading aloud is the secret
of pedagogy! 

 So that's all for the moment, and have a good week of work.  Your last posts
are yet to be read by yours truly, but have not been forgotten.




does not this feel like love. or the knot of the reel to reel as in perhaps a platonic cave? who says what came before the previous from and which reader knows these things in the heart of her flesh?




___________ But as you know I learned to read with my ears hearing aloud these men the teacher of his lectures himself the mooring of the waters around crashing at his feet ... and


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1/05/2013

Right behind






Now Antigone antogonist antigroin came along knight! Knightess! she was taking Jill Deleuze from behind riding her Guattari! she was zoom! pam! and in advance behind. And behind her 'rightful' times taking a left turn to her turn to the left. Of its right behind her knocking bird down.
                       Now inthe whoreshop of her brigadge? O word mouth cupped by soup and the lentil pause a command doing no one no good, she was the fifth of everything an every little thing besides  as in she hefted her tiller wheeling the tug behind
  not  adrift


                                   and this way beside her there were many and a ton of bricakge to bricolate her imbrication of birdbricolage a sheen of her lips over the swimming ass of her curved copulation on the bobbing bodies above. Her valve and calvarie packed a bloc with shelfing~!


'Oedipus at Colonus' Turn Away






Endure what life God gives and ask no longer span;
Cease to remember the delights of youth, travel-wearied aged man;
Delight becomes death-longing if all longing else be vain.
Even from that delight memory treasures so,
Death, despair, division of families, all entanglements of mankind grow,
As that old wandering beggar and these God-hated children know.
In the long echoing street the laughing dancers throng,
The bride is carried to the bridegroom's chamber through torchlight and tumultuous song;
I celebrate the silent kiss that ends short life or long.
Never to have lived is best, ancient writers say;
Never to have drawn the breath of life, never to have looked into the eye of day;
The second best's a gay goodnight and quickly turn away.

William Butler Yeats





____________________________"Something is still bothering us: the story of Oedipus. Oedipus is almost
unique in the Greek world. The whole first part is imperial, despotic, paranoid,
interpretive, divinatory.


 But the whole second part is Oedipus's wandering,
his line of flight, the double turning away of his own face and that of
God. 



Rather than very precise limits to be crossed in order, or which one
does not have the right to cross (hybris), there is a concealed limit toward
which Oedipus is swept. Rather than interpretive signifying irradiation,
there is a subjective linear proceeding permitting Oedipus to keep a secret,
but only as a residue capable of starting a new linear proceeding.



Oedipus

his name is atheos: he invents something worse than death or exile, he wanders
and survives on a strangely positive line of separation or
deterri-torialization.


 Holderlin and Heidegger see this as the birth of the
double turning away, the change of face, and also the birth of modern
tragedy, for which they bizarrely credit the Greeks: the outcome is no
longer murder or sudden death but survival under reprieve, unlimited
postponement.

 Nietzsche suggests that Oedipus, as opposed to
Prometheus, was the Semitic myth of the Greeks, the glorification of
Passion or passivity.'   Oedipus: Greek Cain. 



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 Deleuze and Guattari A Thousand Plateaus 586-7 Eng. trans.



  and 
the poem translation  is 

 From W. B. Yeat's A Man Young and Old.



The text of Yeats is well-known and I have quoted it from 

Michael Gilleland's blog                   Laudator Temporis Acti
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