Abnegation or, Two or Three Things I Know About Devotion
A bathroom scene. At this moment, he wished the tiles were tatami. There was no record of the past in this white tiny room, he thinks. As if it has taken the guise of a lonely planet floating in space spun out of orbit, without origin or history, with no known destination or trajectory. Just the push and pull of magnetic fields of two heavenly bodies and the suspension of disbelief. Today, there is no difference between seclusion and solitude. The four walls create a space pod for a single as...
Abnegation or, Two or Three Things I Know About Devotion
A bathroom scene. At this moment, he wished the tiles were tatami. There was no record of the past in this white tiny room, he thinks. As if it has taken the guise of a lonely planet floating in space spun out of orbit, without origin or history, with no known destination or trajectory. Just the push and pull of magnetic fields of two heavenly bodies and the suspension of disbelief. Today, there is no difference between seclusion and solitude. The four walls create a space pod for a single as...
Heterodyne
On Clara Benin’s “Wrestle” (demo version)I often find myself stopping for things that take me elsewhere. It could be the sight of a plane taking off from a nearby airport that will remind me of a specific childhood memory — when I used to play outside of our house and wave to the airplanes passing so high overhead thinking my father is boarded in one of them—, a name of an author that reminds me of an old love, a word, an object, a particular 7-Eleven store, and among other things that take m...
Heterodyne
On Clara Benin’s “Wrestle” (demo version)I often find myself stopping for things that take me elsewhere. It could be the sight of a plane taking off from a nearby airport that will remind me of a specific childhood memory — when I used to play outside of our house and wave to the airplanes passing so high overhead thinking my father is boarded in one of them—, a name of an author that reminds me of an old love, a word, an object, a particular 7-Eleven store, and among other things that take m...
Hello, reader.
Derrida, Jacques, and Alan Bass. The Post Card: from Socrates to Freud and Beyond. University of Chicago Press, 1987.Of course, I will always come back to you but only insofar as you wear the clothes of the transcendent signified. You are only you when you are stripped of everything that is you, who becomes everything and everyone at the moment of meaning’s abnegation. We only exist in language and linguistics is the only relationship that connects us. But what about its grammar? What are the...
Hello, reader.
Derrida, Jacques, and Alan Bass. The Post Card: from Socrates to Freud and Beyond. University of Chicago Press, 1987.Of course, I will always come back to you but only insofar as you wear the clothes of the transcendent signified. You are only you when you are stripped of everything that is you, who becomes everything and everyone at the moment of meaning’s abnegation. We only exist in language and linguistics is the only relationship that connects us. But what about its grammar? What are the...
