<<< that story he told >>>
of course we are probably all introduced into the symbolic world at that same time but the difference is that most (or perhaps there is the lie) are without that tactility of an other embodiment, living instead in a experiential egonomy of our corporeality -- defining those contours in the mirror (stage) perhaps -- in a production of our (imagined) haecceity. the first hierarchies are to be in ego-domination over food, faeces, inanimate playthings, and the naming of our flesh, we might think (in order to fine tune politico-erotics into our culturally privileged kinesthetic mimetics of healthy "passion" and "intimacy"). or, is it all blind trauma either way?
his resonance with my objects is so multiplicitous that he has become an upright river of such unintelligibility that even the dim light allows his face to melt into my past. "how do you say your full name?"
of course we are probably all introduced into the symbolic world at that same time but the difference is that most (or perhaps there is the lie) are without that tactility of an other embodiment, living instead in a experiential egonomy of our corporeality -- defining those contours in the mirror (stage) perhaps -- in a production of our (imagined) haecceity. the first hierarchies are to be in ego-domination over food, faeces, inanimate playthings, and the naming of our flesh, we might think (in order to fine tune politico-erotics into our culturally privileged kinesthetic mimetics of healthy "passion" and "intimacy"). or, is it all blind trauma either way?
his resonance with my objects is so multiplicitous that he has become an upright river of such unintelligibility that even the dim light allows his face to melt into my past. "how do you say your full name?"
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