OK folks, time to start coming up with a name for the collective. Start throwing some words in the hat...
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Cause trouble.
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“Reading is not one thing. It is always possible to construe the movement between strata, plates, terraces, in spiritual terms; a matter of simulacrum, representation, metaphor, commentary, and interpretation. God is like and unlike a man, who is like and unlike an animal, which is like and unlike inorganic matter. This is an architecture of super-terrestrial transitions, transcendental difference absolute verticality, gulfs of essence, logicized, infinitized, purifying disjunction. There is not one alternative to such a schema, but a recklessly proliferated multiplicity of alternatives; complex sponge-spaces rotted by lines of insinuation, There is always a dimension of immanence; a burrow, a thread, a path for contagion. The storeys of the house lend themselves to social stratification, and thus to philosophical and theological metaphor; the basement representing the place of the servants, animality, the unconscious. What is repressed in this case is not the basement itself –hell is not repressed but exhibited– but the hollow walls, the drainpipe outside, the arterial system of tubes, ducts, and vents, everything that facilitates the corruption of vertically articulated space by the quasihorizontality of an insidious dimension. Laws, revelations, and prayers, or –at a lower level– commands, messages, and reports, seem to establish the defined relations between strata that are identical with justice. The words of God pass down from level to level, determinately mediated at each stage. Inherent to such spatiality is its subversion, a more basic and complex order of distances, because Heaven is not without its ratholes, its sewage system, an entire impersonal architecture characterized by porous heterogeneity. It seems likely that God would insist upon air-conditioning and a dumbwaiter. Irrespective of his celestial visage, Jahweh still has ratbites on his ass.”
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Nick Land, Fanged Noumena, p.191-2.
Awesome.
"Heaven" is a gravity-free zone. The Matrix: "you think that's air you're breathing?"Sent on the Sprint® Now Network from my BlackBerry®From: blake seidenshaw <intendt...@gmail.com>Date: Tue, 30 Apr 2013 12:01:07 -0400To: <polina...@gmail.com>; Paul McLean<artfor...@gmail.com>; Spiros Antonopoulos<soul...@gmail.com>; jodi wille<jodi...@gmail.com>Cc: Chris<ch...@chrismoffett.com>; <ee-...@googlegroups.com>Subject: Re: [EE UNSH] Nomenclature
Awesome.
"Heaven" is a gravity-free zone. The Matrix: "you think that's air you're breathing?"Sent on the Sprint® Now Network from my BlackBerry®From: blake seidenshaw <intendt...@gmail.com>Date: Tue, 30 Apr 2013 12:01:07 -0400To: <polina...@gmail.com>; Paul McLean<artfor...@gmail.com>; Spiros Antonopoulos<soul...@gmail.com>; jodi wille<jodi...@gmail.com>Cc: Chris<ch...@chrismoffett.com>; <ee-...@googlegroups.com>Subject: Re: [EE UNSH] Nomenclature
Sounds good to me too, looking forward to seeing you all.
-Annelisse