Humanly Possible?


      ... are you dead? are you dead then? no it's me Deleuze that's dead speaking in the fictional personae of my habitation in the dead.. there's Milton flying there... and no capital is a proper name but we'll bend the rules of proper and/cropper....

     Mona hands her hand to the dead dying living behind born ahead of her dead time/dead end/ end begining her sweeping heart yanking/ then pulling him in  

The ghost of Guattari on the air-waves of every student / the voice of Deleuze in the afterworld as it 

hums the immanence of  god.. the second level of the  the seventh circle

i must say that I am no fan of how Eric Alliez talks but I dig his writing but as audio goes skip right ahead to  


   A little chat about and with the dead~

Stephan Nadaud's modest and poetic  inter-in-vention (see the link below)

________________________ Especially this

     talk of  Stephan Nadaud (l’hôpital de Ville-Évrard, Seine-Saint-Denis) – Is the Collective Assemblage of Enunciation Humanly Possible?



Nietzsche and

 His denunciation of Paul is unequivocal. He Paul is the maniac who created the edifice founded grounded cemented in ressentiment  the ressentiment of Christianity , its hatred, the hatred of the mob, the chandal resentment of those that feared what they had seen made of t heir
   Rabbonni Jesus of Nazareth.

 it is Paul, the pack-man who drills into the world around the Meditterrean basin his idea of the figure of Jesus

  the one with no enemies to hate
   the one who preached turning the other cheek

  the Crucified One

Initially it is his friends, his apostles the very ones who said wld.betray and deny him that turn

away from the terrible death in fear and horror. hidden , running, denying, spitting,making for the hills, the women , the two Mary's and some others


John ? who is John

  The last christian died on the cross Nietzsche tells us.

He calls Christ the Idiot, the one who cannot conceive of evil and rank,
he cannot hate as he knows not hate nor revenge

  The other  Jesus the vengeful one to come is the creation of John and Paul, and especially the latter.



...a .. t ..

                    'at [the(e)] mountains of madness'
   'void ' becomings

'  viroid life'
  empiric? becomings to this &that against  the 'matter of grammar'

   what system is this against system

 it's the scaffolding that works and's abandoned when done with

    everyone knows that  ...

tousjours breaking codes

                                                                       what android shape's this?
_                                                    ______________________trundle down
                                        tune into your broadcast   ____________

Repetition and Difference with ....phenomenology

  Corry Shores  & Somers-Hall Deleuze's Different Repetitions

One can't do justice to the work Corry is doing and  what's fascginating is that Corry describes himself
 as  a Deleuzian phemenonologist which I find completely original. and original is nice its good its learning its not
drill work
   its working cutting ground breaking new 'blocs' through the catherine-wheels the schizo-signs the blackberries the darker nights of our breaking hour-glass
a bell
ringing knolling the sing-

                             ___________________________ link here and  above __



(from a 1000 plateau youtubey  station

.... and now

and now for something like t h e  p r e s e n c e o f         g           o                                      d



   why do philosophers live so long?

                who is the oldest philosopher?

average age of philosopher who madea  difference


the laughter of the philosopher and his students



smoke chairs scraping

                but then a few minutes into it

                    it' s serious
                                                             he's on the  l  i      n         e  of   flight

                                     and he's taking off

  heading down

                                        the line

     with the occassional bump and turn grind   & hold up
      then he's winding up

                      for a n          o           t             h      e              r                       t a  k  e      o f            f



... proNoUnce


Extrait d'un cours de G. Deleuze à Vincennes en 1980 ; faisant partie d'un ensemble d'archives diffusées en 2006 par la Rai.


I blogged this sometime previous but it's time to bring it bacK? a little uncertain Hegelian dialectics? diaclectics?

The knight of infinite faith versus the Hegelian totalizer?


the uninterrupted movement of the dialectic
the dialogue of the dead
   a bunch of saltimbanques on the move dancers? dialectic? twist torque turn

and the english philosophers discussing among themselves the this and that of what's what to that and this thisness thatness and

we are rounding round the particulars and singulars
of the universal abstract and the bound of its empirical doubt

Mr and Mrs Empirical versus the dialectic of the german thinkers grand phenomenology of the spirit...

____ but   we're only brushing the surface....




Badiou et... Meillassoux .... et la poesie ..

Listening and watchin' this | one has to watch with wariness the 'enemy' speaking

he says things like 'la poesie de Mallarme est aussi singulier' and one
thinks of Sartre's essays on Mallarme being the definitive poet
of French ligature .

i thinkit's funny /if not silly a bit like deleuzy going on about Lucas who was good but also dry repetitive \yes yes the stammer repetition /it's an effect in poetry| but Doctor Deleuze never stopped t here with one poet buttook as
a point i'd think of departure

_______________________________________________ Badiou has a n idea of what poetry does and doesnt do and that's how he interprets Mallarme

Mallarme is in Ulysses 

 What he doesn't know and neither it seems do most of these French philosophers is that people did keep on writing after and during  the time of these other poets.

After Mallarme there've been plenty
   and the same goes for the others w hy does Well, Badiou does limit his discussion to this poet as it suits his interests and ideas

NOw Meillassoux  ....



and and


     we climbed to the top of the column
                                       the volcano where

                     the philosopher  jumped it wasn't Parmenides

   Plato   wrote philosophy because of the beauty of the youth of Athens this according to F Nietzsche whence his source
     at the idea   but N didn't much like Socrates did he    comparing him to Kierkegaard 's feelings about Socrates
    where one finds a true love for the teacher

   But is it Nietzsche who hates Socrates? or merely some madness  in him?

    How can one hate an ugly  philosopher?

                                                  'the recent revival of Nie.....'  has forgotten his hatred ...

  Nietzsche was trapped in the straight-laced Germany of his time

    well that was no reason to shit on Socrates blaming him for all this dialectic stuff ....

 I prefer the knight catatonic's take    his review    love of Socrates    

                                                            who might very well have been

something else entirely  than what anyone imagined   .

We are

Today's broadcast we are the idiot   .        tune down .  wake off .  shake that button. where did it go

   wireless where is your wireless? short wave  ? Doctor quantification   what has been the purpose of her life  philosophy in small hands

    imagining a coming something all of your life and then  it comes a wave smashing down\

  the Platonic statues      the ideas cave the Aristotelian blank gaze of the  sculpted   men

   as we peripatetic circled ribicand the island     .

    does it make sense then?

   I encounter her across the waves 
            billowing smashing 

                          why  is there something ? and that time on the way to  aparty
   It hit me like a frozen ice

          the sheer terror of existence   what the hello am I no not even t hat to explain


 as its green outside  
       Aristotle is leaning down an assuring beard at his glance

               not an Assyrian  god with their war and goats and battles but who knew what was

as the rain poured over the valleys  the statues being burnt

     th e  Huns is what

Now the idea in the real is the impossible cave and the unmovingness of first being
   there was Agathon clipping down the street his sandals hanging by his side

  and we were living together
                                     Jean and I      ~

 we had walked across the sea

     to study with the thinker

                   her hair brilliant as the sun


M-C-M and ....

  Been reading just tonight this evening   _______________>

   Corry Shores  good and clear summary of Karl Marx's ideas about  commodity -money and commodity

      I'm not done reading it yet, but as I was it made me think of Poetry. What is the exchange and or
use value of poetry in the terms that Marx discusses

  about money commodity money and commodity money commodity and the various dialectics involved?

    It occurred to me as I was reading along that poetry works more like the Money Commodity Money equation.

As it appears , at least off the top of my head, that the goal of poetry is to make more poetry.

  In the similar way that money's goal is to make more money and more profit which makes more money and the circle goes round infinitely.

  But having said that or thought it really, I wonder if that is the case.

As what does poetry produce or gain for readers? Does it produce more poetry for them, more

sensations, ideas, emotions,  does it give them knowledge does poetry quantify itself into a pool of

knowledge (call it literary knowledge) that readers are able to access at will?

   Does poetry produce action? Some poets have thought it does not?

But taking Shakespeare's work it has certainly produced much for everyone right down to the stage hands and the actors and all of the hundreds of thousands of people around the world

                           who have either seen or heard or read or watched his pla ys? Or played in them or                                 written about them

and been influenced in their own writing to either greater things or to match him
or surpass him , even imaginarily.

    In any event,  it's a thought or two is it not?






  Perhaps that's the best an idiot can do,  and has done previously in the passe composee

t o   kick at Sartre while raising the moralistic Camus. and if that' sthe case,

   then shit on them,                 and shut your radio(s) ladies and gentlemen .


                                  the tawdry Descarteians   ins are at it  again


 then there's the fellow writing about Depression and making like we didn't know

  that desire had been seen by the Buddhist as illusory and the quidittas illusion

  One would think Nietzsche had written his books in vain
                reading that 'quietticsc '     so called critique   ...

Christ! what gives with these fools!

   O Lord Socrates help us

   O master Aristotle  inform the fools, imbeciles,  and other jack-a-napes  the difference

    that    makes two things unalike yet sharing a similar yet unfounded substance

  and O dear Plato will there be time for  a banquet  among these wet-blankets wielding

                                       auto erratic tyrannic un-nuanced pretensions to pretencion  to thought?

_____________   God help us!  Transcendence  S ave  !     find me a totality n  a hurry!





  will be arriving


re: The despot


 reading this section of rhizome: The despot 

  with Oliver Stone's Untold History of the United States. It's the combinations that work, almost sideways, that illuminate us .
     How history learns us and we learn it.

As a new colder war for some  and a hotter more savage  war for others has begun   the president of the United States reminding everyone that the days of gunboat diplomacy are far from over    . 
         the word despot comes to mind   ...  and behind  the notion and nation of  despot the formation of an imperial tyranny?


The despot


America is a special case. ...

The despot acts as a river, not a fountainhead, which is still a point

point, a tree-point or root; he flows
with the current rather than sitting

under a tree; Buddha's tree itself becomes a rhizome;

Mao's river and Louis's tree.

Has not America acted as an intermediary here as well?

For it
                                                  proceeds both by internal exterminations
                                                                                     and liquidations (not only the

                          Indians but also the farmers, etc.), and by successive waves of immigration

                                                                                                                    from the outside.

The flow of capital produces an immense channel, a
quantification of power with immediate
"quanta," where each person

                      profits from the passage of the money flow
                                                                   in his or her own way (hence the
                                    reality-myth of the poor man who strikes
                                                                                it rich and then falls into poverty again):

                                                          in America everything comes together, tree and channel, root and

                                                      rhizome. There is no universal capitalism,
                                                                     there is no capitalism in itself;
                       capitalism is at the crossroads of all kinds of formations,
                                                                              it is neocapitalism
                                                                                                           by nature.

It invents its eastern face and western face, and reshapes them
                                                                                         both—all for the worst.

Rhizome 19-20
     A thousand plateaus



re: _scribring

  what became of his project?    ' we are abjects of the ..'  no not leaves of grass but his Hergelian incarceration along the parallel simultaneous beings  __ in those days we were / they were / he was  / you was / she were/ it was/ he became/ not
a  single word  spoken


Re: _scribring

as if you were solving a criminal case creating your own profile as do all artists in the edge of things

turn your switch to On.