A Grub Street Hack||manifesto

[colortheworldlipsticks]

[ambivalentanglican-blog]

This is the key to all academic success.

[fuckyeahvirginiawoolf-blog]

There is always somebody, when we come together, and the edges of meeting are still sharp, who refuses to be submerged; whose identity therefore one wishes to make crouch beneath one’s own.

Virginia Woolf,The Waves. (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)

[agrubstreethack-blog]

[agrubstreethack-blog]

fuckyeahlabyrinths:

A man sets himself the task of portraying the world. Through the years he peoples a space with images of provinces, kingdoms, mountains, bays, ships, islands, fishes, rooms, instruments, stars, horses, and people. Shortly before his death, he discovers that that patient labyrinth of lines traces the image of his face. J.L.B Buenos Aires, October 31, 1960

[flagless]

It is the feeling of many, especially of many young people, that to be free would mean having no rules to follow, no one to give account to, no one whose wishes have to be considered; in short, to “be one’s own boss.” But the Bible tells us that if we do not obey God, we have no choice but to obey sin; and that is no freedom.

John Howard Yoder (via firstbreath90)

[agrubstreethack-blog]

Descartes's famous suggestion that good sense (the capacity for thought) is of all things in the world the most equally distributed rests upon no more than an old saying, since it amounts to reminding us that men are prepared to complain of lack of memory, imagination or even hearing, but they always find themselves well served with regard to intelligence and thought.

Gilles Deleuze, Difference and Repetition, pg 168

[agrubstreethack-blog]

One of the Hardest Logic Puzzle's

I've come across.

"Three gods A, B, and C are called, in no particular order, True, False, and Random. True always speaks truly, False always speaks falsely, but whether Random speaks truly or falsely is a completely random matter. Your task is to determine the identities of A, B, and C by asking three yes-no questions; each question must be put to exactly one god. The gods understand English, but will answer all questions in their own language, in which the words for yes and no are da and ja, in some order. You do not know which word means which."

[agrubstreethack-blog]

Whatever domain one considers (company, school, family), the rules of the world have changed. They are no longer obedience, discipline, and conformity to morals, but flexibility, change, reaction times, etc. The demand for self-mastery, affective and psychical suppleness, and capacities for action force each person to adapt continuously to a world without continuity, to an unstable, provisional world in flux, and to careers with ups and downs. The legibility of the social and political game is muddied. These institutional transformations give the impression that everyone, including the most fragile, must take up the task of choosing everything and deciding everything.

Alain Ehrenberg, The Fatigue of Being Oneself: Depression and Society, 236.

[agrubstreethack-blog]

"You got one part of that wrong. This is not meth."

Walt H. White

[ajnabee-blog-blog]

Kant also says that imagination, in esthetic judgement, “schematizes without concepts.” This is a brilliant formulation, though not quite exact. Schematizing is indeed an original act of the imagination, but always in respect to a determinate concept of the imagination. Without a concept from the understanding, the imagination does something else than schematize: it reflects. This is the true role of the imagination in the esthetic judgement. It reflects the form of the object. By form, here, we should not understand form of intuition (sensibility), because forms of intuition still refer to existing objects that in themselves constitute sensible matter; they belong to the knowledge of objects. Esthetic form, however, merges with the reflection of the object in the imagination. It is indifferent to the existence of the reflected object; this is why esthetic pleasure is disinterested. Nor is it less indifferent to the sensible matter of the object; and Kant goes so far as to say that a color or a sound cannot be beautiful in itself, since they are too material, too deeply rooted in our senses to be freely reflected in the imagination. Only the design, the composition matter. These are the constitutive elements of esthetic form, while colors and sounds are only adjuncts. In every respect, then, we must distinguish the intuitive form of sensibility from the reflected form of the imagination.

The Idea of Genesis in Kant’s Esthetics. Gilles Deleuze, Desert Islands and Other Texts. (via ajnabee)

[proustitute]

In the beginning was the Word, which is to say, the signifier.

Jacques Lacan, The Ethics of Psychoanalysis, trans. Dennis Porter (via proustitute)

[senseofchampagnechic-blog]

I know myself only insofar as I am inherent in time and in the world, that is, I know myself only in ambiguity.

Maurice Merleau-Ponty, The Phenomenology of Perception, trans. Colin Smith (via senseofchampagnechic)

[agrubstreethack-blog]

Folded away in the memory of nature with her toys. Memories beset his brooding brain. Her glass of water from the kitchen tap when she had approached the sacrament. A cored apple, filled with brown sugar, roasting for her at the hob on a dark autumn evening. Her shapely fingernails reddened by the blood of squashed lice from the children's shirts.

James Joyce, Ulysses

[ajnabee-blog-blog]

Why is philosophy so compromised with God? And right up to the revolutionary coup of the 18th century philosophers. Is it a dishonest compromise [compromission] or something a little purer? We could say that thought, until the end of the 17th century, must take considerable account of the demands of the Church, thus it’s clearly forced to take many religious themes into account. But one feels quite strongly that this is much too easy; we could just as well say that, until this era, thought’s lot is somewhat linked to that of a religious feeling. I’m going back to an analogy with painting because it’s true that painting is full of images of God. My question is: is it sufficient to say that this is an inevitable constraint in this era? There are two possible answers. The first is yes, this is an inevitable constraint of the era which refers to the conditions of art in this era. Or to say, a bit more positively, that it’s because there’s a religious feeling from which the painter, and even more painting, do not escape. The philosopher and philosophy don’t escape either. Is this sufficient? Could we not make up another hypothesis, namely that painting in this era has so much need of God that the divine, far from being a constraint for the painter, is the site of his maximum emancipation. In other words, with God, he can do anything whatsoever, he can do what he couldn’t do with humans, with creatures. So much so that God is directly invested by painting, by a kind of flow of painting, and at this level painting will find a kind of freedom for itself that it would never have found otherwise. At the limit, the most pious painter and the one who does painting and who, in a certain way, is the most impious, are not opposed to each other because the way painting invests the divine is a way which is nothing but pictorial, where the painter finds nothing but the conditions of his radical emancipation.

Gilles Deleuze. Spinoza, Cours Vincennes. 25.11.1980 (via ajnabee)

Reminded me a lot of Zizek!

[proustitute]

We are— one life passing through the prism of all others, gathering color and song, cempazuchil and drum to leave a rhythm scattered on the wind, dust tinting the tips of fingers as we slip into our new light.

Brenda Cardenas, from “Zacuanpapalotls” (via proustitute)

[exval-blog]

[agrubstreethack-blog]

The ultimate show of power on the part of the ruling ideology is to allow what appears to be powerful criticism. There is no lack of anti-capitalism today. We are overloaded with critiques of the horrors of capitalism: books, in-depth investigative journalism and TV documentaries expose the…

[agrubstreethack-blog]

The Freudian slip of the day is finding that I keep writing 'ratio' as 'ration'. When rationality becomes a necessary condition for ones survival.

'Where the noetic ration takes faith as its presupposition. . .' (it finds something of a mysterious substance in which one seeks to survive the desert wilderness through its efforts to conserve supplies?)

- I'm just going outside and may be sometime.