Becoming is always of a different order than filiation. It concerns alliance. If evolution includes any veritable becomings, it is in the domain of symbioses that bring into play beings of totally different scales and kingdoms, with no possible filiation. There is a block of becoming that snaps up the wasp and the orchid, but from which no wasp-orchid could ever descend.
I went to Istanbul, a city surrounded by water, I met people who had never seen the sea. I filmed their first time.
From Voir la Mer (2011) by Sophie Calle.
I will always crave that edge, the edge of transformation.
it is in fact a task of mine; to seek it and to push it in myself and others….
despite what it may cost
Henry Darger (1892-1973)
In order to understand, I destroyed myself.
this sounds like such a clique statement
but to think of it as something with delibiration
the destruction is rarely concious
Fernando Pessoa (via fagnificient)
there are those moments when you are not there, when there is nothing at all to lift you, to elevate you, move you, and you turn, inward; sour or outward, grasping and fumbling, perhaps it is better to wallow for a moment in the soft misery, biding your time patiently, in wait of the next chord, the next light, the next sublime human interaction, which will sweep you into it with all of its force. Just wait. And remember.
outside there are lights moving, and bodies moving, but my own body is still a formless craving, gasping at the beauty of those fluctuation, enabling others
where you going to get that fire?
and I ask them to sit some, my eye gasp, body heavy, body; mind sharp.
“darling, we are going to have to break some shit, to give each other what we want….. I only hope that you are up for it. “
while we search for the antidote, or medicine to cure us, the NEW, that which can only be found in th eunknown, we must continue to turn to sex, books, travel, even knowing that they will lead us into th eabyss, which is as it happens, the only place where we can find the cure
we need to change this, reinvigorate, re-impassion, our relation to each other, and to how we consume, interact, live, really integrally question, what we are doing, in every relational aspect of our being.
problem is, the trapping are many, capitalism destroying the strings of intesnsities, and of reinvention, which are necessary for a human to be a healthy developing organism, who is not hooked up on heart medicine, white sugar, twelve hour work days, television, etc.
The theater, which is in no thing, but makes use of everything — gestures, sounds, words, screams, light, darkness — rediscovers itself at precisely the point where the mind requires a language to express its manifestations. To break through language in order to touch life is to create or recreate the theatre.