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.



Le corps sans organes

____________________Intervenant(s) de la vidéo
Anne Sauvagnargues, Université de Lyon

'Le « jugement de Dieu » s’exprime aussi dans l’organisme, dans le corps de la médecine scientifique, dans le corps d’autant plus artificiellement morcelé qu’il est artificiellement unifié par la science, la médecine ou la philosophie dominantes qui en font un organisme aux frontières bien définies et infranchissables. L’organisme n’est pas le corps, mais ce qui impose au corps des fonctions, des liaisons, des organisations dominantes et hiérarchisées. Le CsO oscille entre deux pôles : l’organisme qu’on lui impose et le plan d’immanence sans frontières dans lequel il aspire à se déployer et à inventer de nouvelles expérimentations.'

Anne Sauvagnargues
Deleuze et l'art


re D for _____________ Tzara

I ' ll elaborate more on this series of observations and comments in  an upcoming broadcast .

    ______________ 1 . to suggest Tzara is the originator of specific points in DeleuzeoGuattarian concept machinery is not to lessen the value of them.

2. Nor is to suggest or open the 'paranoid' debate about false influence albeit there is the question of false pretenders versus the just plain old type of pretender pretence, conceit, concetta , ie. the concept at hand ...

3. Surely Tzara's 1918 manifesto not to my knowledge ever mentioned by either Felix Guattari or Deleuze. Had they read it? again I post a question to which I have no answer.

4 To state that Tzara arrived  at the ideas prior to Guattari and Deleuze is not even unusual . He lived before them both and was already entangling himself in the grand debates of philosophy, poetry and life.

5. This is just a quick thumbnail sketch of what I which to discuss in a future broadcast on this blog.

6.  My points are not to be taken literally but are points of departure and little ziggaggies around these ideas  which have become a little stale

   in the stinky offices of philosophy _______________a little outside air as they say.

_____________________ The Tzara machine was always good at injecting that .

D for deleuze Tzara


D for deleuze Tzara



  Deleuze studying at the 'movement' headquarters behind their time their time the AnTi-pHilOsoPher

                     dadASOpH and the  'l'ante tête' ______________ crack the pavement clutter of the language fog...

deleuze likes to say it was gherasime lucas who learned him what he did but he got it all from Tristan Tzara

    including the Z______________le zigZag ____ the phrase line of flight is found in  Tzara's play Cloud Handerkerchief. the attack on psychoanalysis and the dialectic   (the image of the wolves  derives from Tzara's book of Where the wolves  drink...)

                                   none of which takes away from Deleuzy however it was Tzara got there first
as  a  poet   ________________________   1918.

DelEuZe: 1918





Zurich and    Tzara   the anti-head- anti-philosophe   the  1918 manifesto which attacked the dialectic , psychoanalysis and

 and the rest of the claptrap born of the transcendentalist myth       ~ h e  was    21   . 



Cinéma: L'image-pensée, séance 1



' deleuze diorama


   ' ..a la place des .... sauvage s ...'


Tibet and Artaud--- 1949 To have done with transcendence


 Artaud wrote about Tibet at the end of a text he was writing about a dream, a nightmare, and an abyss. The  French text was written between 1943 and 1949. It was written before the Chinese take over in 1950.


    And the thought came back to me that there was a spot in Tibet where abject monks use gibbets and winches in a certain valley that they've named  The Uterus of the Human Form, and where they claim to hold in chains all the consciousnesses of those men who want to escape their individual notions of man, either on the Physical Plane, or on the organic intellectual, neurotic , sensual Metaphysical Plane.

    And after an incalculable labor of years, they have succeeded in establishing a kind of archetypal anatomy before which, under the iron collars of their law, every born man must bend, on pain of being dissected and asphyxiated by them.

    I think Tibet is the only place on earth where this autocracy of the absolute  mind has desired to impose itself, and materially succeeded.

    There one can see endless iron collars, vises, gibbets, slip-knots, knee-guards, winches, ropes and garrotes; and from temple to temple the monks go around making them function according to principles as old as the sempiternal human routine, like the scansion of a somber music, where the interstice is like a meat all prepared to be steam cooked.

    And I think that many dreams brutally transformed into nightmares  come from the monkeyshines of a humanity which the monks have never been able to enter.

    And wasn't it predicted that before 1950 the hand of the monkey would unhook the secret clock face of history and come face to face with the race of men in order ot pla claim to the lofty thundering space of the Race of Reality?

   P.S. For isn't true that in the ceremonial millennial pomp of the Dalai-Lama , the ancient sign of a monkey-hand grabbing a man's testicles indicates from origin the race of the Lamas believes itself to be born?

 excerpted from the final paragraphs of Blood Winches by Antonin Artaud and translated into the English by the mystical translator Jack Hirschman

 Artaud Anthology - City Lights Bookstore __________________________