Thursday, September 09, 2004

Deleuzian rhythm

awaits you in the off-whorled force of all your askings.

Leaves in piles all around you from the fall of letters. In
exploding coils looselysprung from treesoftryingtraditions.
Jumping into eyesclosedquestions. Carries others forward
on a wispy wind that flings philosophies of difference.
Experience teaches messing up the piling-up of pluralist empiricism.
Ism-ing a constructive practice. Of plighty problems in an
ever-scattered world. World-without-end-in-flux amen.

Moving with multiplicitous experiments with floatingfreedoms
fleeing from historical empiricism; extracting abstract principles
from what is sensible only asks "Does the intelligible come
from the sensible?". Whereas D's differentiation turns
the squeaky slinky spring between relations and their terms
and this means relations stay external to their terms.
With paint-on-a-brush, the paint and the brush become the terms
of a relationship. A ship of terms, a tandem blush.
But clean the paint from the brush and watch the relation change.
Even though both terms remain unchanged. Paint the brush
or brush the paint. But their relation stays external
to their terms. This is the exteriority of (their) relations.
D's protest against principles is not a principle inandofitself.

Like youme yesno lovehate herethere. The
geographyofrelations is always in the middle.
Geographied e-scapes are not focused on the logic of their being.
But assembled inbetween the terms.
Their extra-being, their intra-being,
their inter nets, their 'and'.
Their multiplicity.

Even time is predicated on external relations.
The sense of it is always that which has just happened
and that which is about to happen. Continual movement of
the infinitive sandwich of relation ships to time.
Floats between the in AND inbetween the waking dream of a
common effect, of pastandfuture in the relation to its time
is experience founded on the swaying movement of (our)
becoming-ness in meaning inbetween the unfolding sails
of its assembly.

Make sense of this by raking understanding from the history
of [(y)(our)] relation ship to languageinitsmanyforms.
Rakes and sailing ships are why D thinks his philosophyofand
is to be a practiced one. It paints the brush with
boatsandfloatsandflows while also casting nets
for catching things before their letting-go
of always asking

whatif
you
and
me
and
word
become
you/me word
me/you word
you word me
me word you
youmewordmeyou
youwordmeusthengoaway
from word
from me
from you
and
ask
if
thisispraxistoo?


3 Comments:

Blogger in vino veritas [in wine, there is truth] said...

though not particularly a man of Lettres, I feel that I've just had a (rather fascinating, if abbreviated) class on poetic form and philosophy; I'd been curious about the 'youwordmeusthengoaway' style you incorporate and had assumed, in a global sense, what you explain far more vividly.

thought-provoking.

12:10 p.m.  
Blogger in vino veritas [in wine, there is truth] said...

this must be a work-in-progress, as it seems to have changed rather subtly from the last time I read it; I mention this only because otherwise I'd feel as though I was losing it ...

2:13 p.m.  
Blogger name of the rose said...

yes...it is a becoming-text, metamorphosizing
in unfolding meanings...writing into understandings.

Thank you for noticing.

4:02 p.m.  

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