October 2009
6 posts
As soon as a perspective on the material structure makes too much sense, I abandon my comfort in it. Things are making too much sense. I’m excited/terrified for the next ideological intervention to come my way.
You have to do a lot of “giving up” to realize yourself as a total person. The way I figure it, “totalness” (since I don’t know what Hegel means by “totality”), if not inherent, exists as possibility divided by those symbols deemed appropriate by the external. It doesn’t mean you’re ever gonna get there, because the idea of what constitutes the...
“The center was not holding. It was a country of bankruptcy notices and...”
– Joan Didion, “Slouching Towards Bethlehem”
“Down with history
Down with sense
Nothing makes much difference
I’ll...”
– Mission of Burma, “Progress”
The Jews once portrayed God as an enormous hand reaching down from the firmament. That hand, I feel, reaches down to press our bodies into the ground, to pulverize us, make us seethe our breath, blood, come, water, not so much to exercise sovereignty but to totalize us, to, at once, make us base and holy things.
“You see I want to be quite obstinate about insisting that we have no way of...”
– Joan Didion, On Morality
May 2009
1 post
“I know! Especially since we’re so openly and humorously sexual”
– Karina, G
April 2009
1 post
“The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the...”
– from Milan Kundera’s The Unbearable Lightness of Being