Everything may be confusing but that is how things are. It is not true that you can’t get through the confusion and figure out certain things that are happening. Life seem superficially has very little pattern to it. There is a lot of confusion and so forth. That doesn’t mean that you can’t learn some things about it and see things in it if you are willing to look at what is going on and think about what is going on. It seems to me this is a puzzle that we are all set.
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As for jouissance, be it of language, meaning, or transcendence grasped from within, in pure literary style, you are barking up the wrong tree… All that remains is the tune, without notes… Not even the worship of Death… The three dots… Less than nothing, or more… Something else… The consuming of Everything, of Nothing, through style… The greatest homage to the Word that was not made flesh in order to hoist itself up into Man with a capital letter but to join, body and language being mingled, those intermediate states, those, non-states, neither subject nor object, where you is alone, singular, untouchable, unsociable, discredited, at the end of a night that is as particular as it is incommensurable.
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Julia Kristeva | Powers of Horror: An Essay on Abjection