there is human consciousness
there is human unconsciousness
there is personal consciousness
there is personal unconsciousness
there is collective consciousness
there is collective unconsciousness
the hell of collective unconsciousness is called fascism
it's a climate where the masses loose their interest in supporting the reproduction of social homogenity (a time where democratic forces become marionette like parvenus not to trust anymore, déjà vu, 1930ies - 2000+)
it's the soverignity of heterogenity (cette "Bataille", la part maudite)
neglecting the forces of collective unconscious means descendence to hell
a thing that is apolitical is therefore fascistic
every organization of mass elements is per se fascistic, even technologically (that's why the excluded want plasma TV instead of ideas, life, work, freedom...)
others have the nation, the state, the internet, the family, their football team
(every outburst of the suppressed social cells from the unconscious leads maybe to the next step of organizing these heterogenic forces postpolitically which would lead to a form of fascism that is already know in history)
misintegration = regression
no one is "better" than the mob, they just show complexes that we have split off from our neat little personalities
their wanton shows us our own ridiculous neurotic greed in a cultural vacuum that is nameless
(there are no "sick parts of society", the society is sick because of being in parts)
no one has the right to kill somebody else with the single exeption that the only existing law of experience is violated: there is no god where I am...
read a few books WWW, then leave your bed!
it's crowded here in the lager...
and this had to be said too...
"Quand il faudra fermer le livre,
ce sera sans regretter rien.
J'ai vu tant de gens si mal vivre,
et tant de gens, mourir si bien."
The Dark Angels are a come and go crew. They create then disappear like street art. Their works exist in fragments, particles that float, dust motes that spin before the wind that blows them to faraway places. They are individuals that work as one. Deep as oceans, as impenetrable as the night. Art urchins and poets, they dissolve before they form. They are the Dark Angels, they are discharge. They are a bloody mouthful.
Showing posts with label psychonanalysis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label psychonanalysis. Show all posts
Friday, 12 August 2011
Saturday, 2 July 2011
mass-turbation
sell fish loch ness mon ass t(h)er y on the beauty and the beast all ways merry age aion
"Die Sprache ist das Haus des Seins" Heidegger
language is the whore house of being
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cdzaMUw98pc
"Die Sprache ist das Haus des Seins" Heidegger
language is the whore house of being
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cdzaMUw98pc
Sunday, 22 May 2011
Atomization
1. Transgression: the hateless destruction of man by art and love.
2. There are still songs to sing beyond man.
"Es sind noch Lieder zu singen jenseits der Menschen" (Celan)
Zähl an !
Il y a des chansons a chanter au dela des humains...
HAHAHA what a nothingness! The laughter of the gods...
That is good sex... Getting fucked by light and colour! Scattering your remains into spacetime...
"Sei wie dieser!" Hoelderlin, Hyperion, Adamas
"Todeskino" = cinema of death = death in motion, death as motion
It's gonna dissolve you like Aspirin in the volcanic crater of Empedocle...
Watch out!
3. La consommation du feu, air, des images, les dieux de la production
MONEY
"The phallus is not a sign refering to the penis but due to its ambiguity/equivocation/polysemy a symbol." CG Jung, Ein moderner Mythus, in: Zivilisation im Übergang. Dusseldorf 1995, S.337-474, S.366, footnote (3).
2. There are still songs to sing beyond man.
"Es sind noch Lieder zu singen jenseits der Menschen" (Celan)
Zähl an !
Il y a des chansons a chanter au dela des humains...
HAHAHA what a nothingness! The laughter of the gods...
That is good sex... Getting fucked by light and colour! Scattering your remains into spacetime...
"Sei wie dieser!" Hoelderlin, Hyperion, Adamas
"Todeskino" = cinema of death = death in motion, death as motion
It's gonna dissolve you like Aspirin in the volcanic crater of Empedocle...
Watch out!
3. La consommation du feu, air, des images, les dieux de la production
MONEY
"The phallus is not a sign refering to the penis but due to its ambiguity/equivocation/polysemy a symbol." CG Jung, Ein moderner Mythus, in: Zivilisation im Übergang. Dusseldorf 1995, S.337-474, S.366, footnote (3).
Etiquetas:
art,
avantgarde,
cinema,
death,
economy,
eros,
experimental film,
love,
modernity,
money,
mythology,
poetry,
psychology,
psychonanalysis,
semiotics,
sex,
symbolism,
thanatos,
transgression,
video
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