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June 27, 2008

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  1. with little sense of this…[and leaving aside the possible (sovereign) split implied in ‘quieter self-will’] i kind of like this idea:
    “or some quieter self-will may decide on an announcement which is both retrospective and anticipatory: “i will become this thing, which i recognise i already was then, yet without realising it”.

    to be sure, (and noting something of the precarity of the visual) i am almost afraid to ask, what’s being underlined for us here. almost.

    dionysusstoned [June 28, 2008 @ 4:19 pm]

  2. Not much with the pedagogy here, so you’re encouraged to take a highlighter to those things which spark for you.

    That retrospective/anticipatory unfolding is certainly interesting. Though perhaps, right now, and much as I like to immerse myself in the Lucretian sensorium, I still feel a little kicked about by Hegel’s Owl of Minerva. I clearly have to be done with residual or rising attachments to idealism.

    In any case, for me, this was the passage that I opened up Riley’s book to, and re-read, with some difficulty on this occasion, while I waited to hear what I already sensed was not good news from test results. And there have been conversations about impossible walks, tightropes and knots with someone who I dearly love. The picture is maybe a little too apt and personal - but, still, it conveys something of the coincidences of play and precariousness that I’ve been trying to think around for a piece I mentioned before.

    And while there are many things in those pages of The Words of Selves I find interesting and important - taking contingency to excess, for one - I’m also quite taken with the gentle (but perhaps I should admit, slightly sado-masochistic) slap Denise Riley delivers (to herself and the reader) just before the section titled ‘Ambiguous gains in the self’.

    The disavowal of moral economy need not also be a disavowal of the cuts of anger, difference, responsibility, decision (which is, after all, the specificity of politics) - supposing these can be practiced without recourse to a transcendental place, measure or ‘leadership’ (ie., not as what generally passes for politics), and most definitely without the sense that these things are lacking (which is, after all, what ressentiment is).

    s0metim3s [June 29, 2008 @ 12:29 pm]

  3. “to become worthy of what happens to us, and thus to will and release the event, to become the offspring of one’s own events, and thereby to be reborn, to have one more birth, and to break with one’s carnal birth—to become the offspring of one’s events and not of one’s actions…” I have once noted from the Logic of Sense pages 149-50.

    best wishes from the Agean summer evening, Ange and friends…

    pomegranade [June 29, 2008 @ 10:43 pm]

  4. Drum, da gehäuft sind rings
    Die Gipfel der Zeit, und die Liebsten
    Nah wohnen, ermattend auf
    Getrenntesten Bergen,
    So gieb unschuldig Wasser,
    O Fittige gieb uns, treuesten Sinns
    Hinüberzugehn und wiederzukehren.

    - Hölderlin

    Since the peaks of Time lie
    Heaped around us and those we love
    Live near, languishing
    On separate mountains,
    Give us innocent waters
    O give us wings so that, faithful-minded,
    We might cross over and back.

    Be well, Angela.

    Amie

    Amie [July 3, 2008 @ 4:39 am]

  5. A sent me some black feather wings (I think, though my sense of time is a little peculiar) a couple of weeks ago - took a while to wonder who knows of my fetishistic enjoyment of flight (from plane travel to cheesy props), since they arrived without evidence of sender. I suspect a lot of people. And, conversations with J last night, I have to laugh, again, at my inclination to play with transcendence and a disbelief in it. These are the moments I find my feet.

    s0metim3s [July 7, 2008 @ 12:54 pm]

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