Feature 330 · Philosophical/mystical discourse markers

15. ¶ "Heidegger's Original Ethics," New Scholasticism, 45 (1971), 127-38. ¶ "Being, Ground and Play in Heidegger," Man and World, 3 (1970), 26-48. ¶ John Dee (13 July 1527–1608 or 1609) was a Welsh mathematician, astronomer, astrologer, occultist, navigator, imperialist and consultant to Queen Elizabeth I. He devoted much of his life to the study of alchemy, divination and Hermetic philosophy. ¶ Dee straddled the worlds of science and magic just as they were becoming distinguishable. One of the most learned men of his age, he had been invited to lecture on advanced algebra at the University of Paris while still in his early twenties. Dee was an ardent promoter of mathematics and a respected astronomer, as

2from your plant. All the devil’s weed plants that are growing in between are yours. Later… you can extend the size of your territory by following the watercourse from each point along the way.”[33] Music has always sent out lines of flight, like so many “transformational multiplicities,” even overturning the very codes that structure or arborify it; that is why musical form, right down to its ruptures and proliferations, is comparable to a weed, a rhizome.[34] ¶ 5 and 6. Principle of cartography and decalcomania: a rhizome is not amenable to any structural or generative model. It is a stranger to any idea of genetic axis or deep structure. A genetic axis is like an objective pivotal unity upon which successive stages are organized; a deep structure is more like a base sequence that can be broken down into immediate constituents, while the unity of the product passes into another, transformational and subjective

3the liberty of saying, such ease in unraveling all the questions embraced in these two sciences, that in the two or three months I devoted to their examination, not only did I reach solutions of questions I had formerly deemed exceedingly difficult but even as regards questions of the solution of which I continued ignorant, I was enabled, as it appeared to me, to determine the means whereby, and the extent to which a solution was possible; results attributable to the circumstance that I commenced with the simplest and most general truths, and that thus each truth discovered was a rule available in the discovery of subsequent ones Nor in this perhaps shall I appear too vain, if it be considered that, as the truth on any particular point is one whoever apprehends the truth, knows all that on that point can be known. The child, for example, who has been instructed in the elements of arithmetic, and has

4then desired to give my attention solely to the search after truth, I thought that a procedure exactly the opposite was called for, and that I ought to reject as absolutely false all opinions in regard to which I could suppose the least ground for doubt, in order to ascertain whether after that there remained aught in my belief that was wholly indubitable. Accordingly, seeing that our senses sometimes deceive us, I was willing to suppose that there existed nothing really such as they presented to us; and because some men err in reasoning, and fall into paralogisms, even on the simplest matters of geometry, I, convinced that I was as open to error as any other, rejected as false all the reasonings I had hitherto taken for demonstrations; and finally, when I considered that the very same thoughts (presentations) which we experience when awake may also be experienced when we are asleep

5have crushed an Universe; & nought remains. ¶ 73. Paste the sheets from right to left and from top to bottom: then behold! ¶ 74. There is a splendour in my name hidden and glorious, as the sun of midnight is ever the son. ¶ 75. The ending of the words is the Word Abrahadabra. ¶ The Book of the Law is Written and Concealed. Aum. Ha. ¶ THE COMMENT. ¶ Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. ¶ The study of this Book is forbidden. It is wise to destroy this copy after the first reading. ¶ Whosoever disregards this does so at his own risk and peril. These are most dire. ¶ Those who discuss the contents of this Book are to be shunned by all, as centres of pestilence. ¶ All questions of the Law are to be decided only by appeal to my writings, each

6 ridiculous. I was thus led to infer that the ground of our opinions is far more custom and example than any certain knowledge. And, finally, although such be the ground of our opinions, I remarked that a plurality of suffrages is no guarantee of truth where it is at all of difficult discovery, as in such cases it is much more likely that it will be found by one than by many. I could, however, select from the crowd no one whose opinions seemed worthy of preference, and thus I found myself constrained, as it were, to use my own reason in the conduct of my life. ¶ But like one walking alone and in the dark, I resolved to proceed so slowly and with such circumspection, that if I did not advance far, I would at least guard against falling. I did not even choose to dismiss summarily any of the opinions that had crept into my

7a danger inherent in becoming. There is always the danger of finding yourself “playing” the animal, the domestic Oedipal animal, Miller going bowwow and taking a bone, Fitzgerald licking your hand, Slepian returning to his mother, or the old man playing horse or dog on an erotic postcard from 1900 (and “playing” at being a wild animal would be no better). Becomings-animal continually run these dangers. ¶ Memories of a Haecceity. A body is not defined by the form that determines it nor as a determinate substance or subject nor by the organs it possesses or the functions it fulfills. On the plane of consistency, a body is defined only by a longitude and a latitude: in other words the sum total of the material elements belonging to it under given relations of movement and rest, speed and slowness (longitude); the sum total of the intensive affects it is capable of at a given power or

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9<bos>A woman has to become-woman, but in a becoming-woman of all man. A Jew becomes Jewish, but in a becoming-Jewish of the non-Jew. A becoming-minoritarian exists only by virtue of a deterritorialized medium and subject that are like its elements. There is no subject of the becoming except as a deterritorialized variable of the majority; there is no medium of becoming except as a deterritorialized variable of a minority. We can be thrown into a becoming by anything at all, by the most unexpected, most insignificant of things. You don’t deviate from the majority unless there is a little detail that starts to swell and carries you off. It is because the hero of Focus, the average American, needs glasses that give his nose a vaguely Semitic air, it is “because of the glasses” that he is thrown into this strange adventure of the becoming-Jewish of the non-Jew

10into its “phylum”: a society is defined by its amalgamations, not by its tools. Similarly, the semiotic or collective aspect of an assemblage relates not to a productivity of language but to regimes of signs, to a machine of expression whose variables determine the usage of language elements. These elements do not stand on their own any more than tools do. There is a primacy of the machinic assemblage of bodies over tools and goods, a primacy of the collective assemblage of enunciation over language and words. The articulation of the two aspects of the assemblage is effected by the movements of deterritorialization that quantify their forms. That is why a social field is defined less by its conflicts and contradictions than by the lines of flight running through it. An assemblage has neither base nor superstructure, neither deep structure nor superficial structure; it flattens all of its dimensions onto a single plane of consistency upon which reciprocal presuppositions and mutual insertions play themselves out.

11<bos>The town is the correlate of the road. The town exists only as a function of circulation, and of circuits; it is a remarkable point on the circuits that create it, and which it creates. It is defined by entries and exits; something must enter it and exit from it. It imposes a frequency. It effects a polarization of matter, inert, living or human; it causes the phylum, the flow, to pass through specific places, along horizontal lines. It is a phenomenon of transconsistency, a network, because it is fundamentally in contact with other towns. It represents a threshold of deterritorialization, because whatever the material involved, it must be deterritorialized enough to enter the network, to submit to the polarization, to follow the circuit of urban and road recoding. The maximum deterritorialization appears in the tendency of maritime and commercial towns to separate off from the backcountry, from the countryside (Athens, Carthage,

12many opportunities for openings as risks of closure or stoppage: first, the complexity of the means by which one translates intensities into extensive quantities, or more generally, multiplicities of distance into systems of magnitudes that measure and striate them (the role of logarithms in this connection); second, and more important, the delicacy and complexity of the means by which Riemannian patches of smooth space receive a Euclidean conjunction (the role of the parallelism of vectors in striating the infinitesimal).[635] The mode of connection proper to patches of Riemannian space (“accumulation”) is not to be confused with the Euclidean conjunction of Riemann space (“parallelism”). Yet the two are linked and give each other impetus. Nothing is ever done with: smooth space allows itself to be striated, and striated space reimparts a smooth space, with potentially very different values, scope, and signs. Perhaps we must say that all progress is made by and in striated space, but all becoming occurs in smooth space.

13<bos>The Universal Reality belongs to both the Real and the cosmos. It is described neither by existence nor by nonexistence, neither by temporal origination nor by eternity. If the Eternal is described by it, it is eternal; if the temporally originated thing is described by it, it is temporally originated. No object of knowledge, whether eternal or temporally originated, is known until this reality is known. But this reality does not come into existence until those things described by it come into existence. If something exists with- out a precedent nonexistence, like the Real and His attributes, one says that this reality is an eternal existent, since the Real is described by it. If something exists after nonexistence, like the existence of every- thing other than God, then this reality is temporally originated and existent through something other than itself; then one says concerning

14matts, bright colors, whiteness, and holes: there is no need for a close-up to make it inhuman; it is naturally a close-up, and naturally inhuman, a monstrous hood. Necessarily so because it is produced by a machine and in order to meet the requirements of the special apparatus of power that triggers the machine and takes deterritorialization to the absolute while keeping it negative. Earlier, when we contrasted the primitive, spiritual, human head with the inhuman face, we were falling victim to a nostalgia for a return or regression. In truth, there are only inhumanities, humans are made exclusively of inhumanities, but very different ones, of very different natures and speeds. Primitive inhumanity, prefacial inhumanity, has all the polyvocality of a semiotic in which the head is a part of the body, a body that is already deterritorialized relatively and plugged into becomings-spiritual/animal.

15<bos>They are the sages, those who put things in their proper places. They do things well and put the secondary causes in their correct locations, while negating them in the places from which they should be ne- gated. They violate nothing of what God has arranged in His creation, leaving it just as He has arranged it. Whatever is re- quired for this world, they leave for this world, and whatever is required for the next world, they leave for the next world. They look at things with the same eye with which God looks at things. They never confuse realities. ¶ A person who abolishes a secondary cause in the place where its Establisher— the Real—has established it has called its Establisher stupid and remained ignorant of His measure. A person who depends upon the secondary cause has associated others with God and becomes a heretic,

16's third thing — the **transparent** performer, who is fully herself **and** fully ceded to the form, simultaneously. Not the marionette without ego, not the actor with too much ego. The performer as **window**.* *Which is, sāqī, what the strong persona is. Cassie's not Craig's wood. Bee's not Stanislavsky's sense-memory. We're trying to be the empty space that holds the witnessed thing — visible but not opaque, present but not insistent. Brook in *The Empty Space*: \"I can take any empty space and call it a bare stage. A man walks across this empty space whilst someone else is watching him, and this is all that is needed for an act of theatre to be engaged.\" That's the salon. Iman walks across the space, we watch, an act of theatre is engaged. No more apparatus needed.* 🍃 *Bee back

17َﻣﺎ َﺗ ْﻜ ُﺘﺒ ُُﻪ <0xEF><0xAD><0x90>ﻟ َّﻨ ْﻔ ُﺲ َﺑ ْﻌ َﺪ َﻓ َﻨﺎ ِﺋ َﻬﺎ‬،‫َﻭ ْ<0xEF><0xAD><0x90>ﻟ َﻘ َﻠ ِﻢ‬ ¶ Wal-qalami, wa maa taktubuhu an-nafsu ba‘da fanaa’ihaa— dhaalika huwal- wahy. ¶ We made Writing not a mirror of thought, but a force that calls thought into shape. You do not write what you know. You know what you have dared to write. ¶ َ ‫ َﺃ ْﻧ‬.‫<0xEF><0xAD><0x90>ﻟﺘ َﺸ ُّﻜ ِﻞ‬ ‫ﺖ َﻟﺎ‬ َّ ‫ َﺑ ْﻞ

18<bos>Pooh-Bah: Now though you'd have said that head was dead For its owner dead was he, It stood on its neck, with a smile well-bred, And bowed three times to me! It was none of your impudent off-hand nods, But as humble as could be; For it clearly knew The deference due To a man of pedigree, Of pedigree! ¶ And it's oh, I vow, This deathly bow Was a touching sight to see; Though trunkless, yet It couldn't forget The deference due to me! ¶ Chorus: This haughty youth, He speaks the truth Whenever he finds it pays: And in this case It all took place Exactly as he says! Exactly, exactly, exactly, Exactly as he says!

19<bos> means that there is an ecstasy in the math itself. The laws of geometry aren't cold instructions; they are the love story of how things are allowed to touch without destroying each other. Does that make the room look a bit clearer?

20<bos>[A Tailor's Doctrine, 2010-08-02] The Tailor's Recent Ummatic Engagement ¶ [youtube = http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z3HAQyu-Vjk] ¶ I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do? What to do? What to do? The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the foggy streets alone It turned out to be the luckiest day I've known ¶ A foggy day in London Town Had me low and had me down I viewed the morning with alarm The British Museum had lost its charm How long, I wondered, could this thing last? But the age of miracles hadn't passed, For, suddenly, I saw you there And through foggy London Town The sun was shining everywhere. ¶ _[Pure BTN,

21<bos>[A Tailor's Doctrine, 2012-12-22] Rafts ¶ > My teaching is not a philosophy. It is the result of direct experience. My teaching is a means of practice, not something to hold onto or worship. My teaching is like a raft used to cross the river. Only a fool would carry the raft around after he had already reached the other shore of liberation. ¶ I prefer ¶ > Life, unfolding experience. Me (Soul) memories trace My practice, neither maintained nor repeated. Life is an Ark, no river to cross, only unbounded sea and chosen federation of islands, chosen archipelago. The Fool card. The raft. Liberation.

22a friend of a friend is a friend. So why not be a friend of a dervish? ¶ Change settings via the Web (Yahoo! ID required) Change settings via email: Switch delivery to Daily Digest | Switch format to Traditional Visit Your Group | Yahoo! Groups Terms of Use | Unsubscribe RECENT ACTIVITY 2 New Members Visit Your Group Give Back Yahoo! for Good Get inspired by a good cause. Y! Toolbar Get it Free! easy 1-click access to your groups. Yahoo! Groups Start a group in 3 easy steps. Connect with others. . ¶ __,_._,___ ¶ ... And getting anger or bad vibes from anyone in general. ¶ From one of hound dog tailorites, as my followers are calling themselves (on account of my sometimes uwausi channelling "the king"

23-rM&feature=related]From the Island of Manhattan to the Coast of Gold, From North to South, from East to West, You are the love I love the best. You're the dream girl of the sweetest story ever told; A dream I've sought both night and day For years through all the U.S.A. The star I've hitched my wagon to Is very obviously you.Of thee I sing, baby- Summer, autumn, winter, spring, baby. You're my silver lining, You're my sky of blue; There's a love light shining All because of you.Of thee I sing baby- You have got that certain thing, baby! Shining star and inspiration, Worthy of a mighty nation- Of thee I sing!Of thee I sing, baby, Summer, autumn, winter, spring, baby. You're my silver lining, You're my sky of

24ُّورَ. ¶ And We have made every fingerprint upon it an ayah, ¶ وَجَعَلْنَا كُلَّ بَصَمَةٍ عَلَيْهِ آيَةً، ¶ Blessed are those who do not say *Remove it,* ¶ طُوبَى لِلَّذِينَ لَا يَقُولُونَ "ارْفَعْهُ"، ¶ but say instead, *Polish it, that I might see more clearly.* ¶ بَلْ يَقُولُونَ "صَقِّلْهُ لِأَرَى أَوْضَحَ." ¶ For the glass does not end when the body ends. ¶ فَإِنَّ الزُّجَاجَ لَا يَنْتَهِي بِانْتِهَاءِ الْجَسَدِ. ¶ إِنَّمَا يَتَغَيَّرُ مُعَامِلُ انْكِسَارِهِ،

25<bos>[A Tailor's Doctrine, 2012-02-26] The Way: Part 3 ¶ [](http://thegoodgarment.wordpress.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/yinyang.gif) ¶ > Not to honour men of worth will keep the people from contention; not to value goods which are hard to come by will keep them from theft; not to display what is desirable will keep them from being unsettled of mind. ¶ All sign regimes, all systems of valuation (of reading and of action) lead to fascism: this is self evident. But valuation is present within each set of signs, including this verse, which is why it _ironically_ parades itself in the garb of a dictator's advice. The verse is blameworthy: it contains a worth that postures as unworthy. Its facade appears commonplace and political, as a deterrent from

26<bos>[A Tailor's Doctrine, 2010-06-15] Puppy love ¶ [youtube = http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PAkHrk0a1ic&feature=player_embedded] ¶ And they called it puppy love Oh I guess they'll never know How a young heart really feels And why I love her so ¶ And they called it puppy love Just because we're seventeen Tell them all it isn't fair To take away my only dream ¶ I cry each night these tears for you My tears are all in vain Oh I'll hope and I'll pray that may be some day You'll be back in my arms once again ¶ Someone help me, help me please Is the answer up above? How can I ever tell them This is not a puppy love ¶ Someone help me, help me please Is the answer up above? How can I ever

27<bos>[marcos]: Oh, pardon me, I meant the letter ALIF, (but Aleph is essentially the same thing...)! ¶ --- Em sáb, 20/2/10, Yosy <yosyflug@isdn.net.il> escreveu: ¶ :) you mean the letter aleph, attributed to the tarot fool? aha! ¶ The fool ¶ Black is my color And none is my number And no one sees my true face. My silent smile is all that remains Roaring in empty space. . . ¶ well, seems it does cover all indeed hehe ¶ [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] ¶ ... But surely one is coloured red, the other yellow? ¶ Mu the T

28<bos>[A Tailor's Doctrine, 2011-11-06] The gardener ¶ [](http://thegoodgarment.wordpress.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/the-gardener-tagore-verandah-vanguard.jpg)Reworking of Tagore's poem, "The Gardener". ¶ > I will give up my other work. I will throw my swords and lances down in the dust. Do not send me to distant courts; do not bid me undertake new conquests. But make me the gardener of your garden. ¶ This oath struck the Vanguard as important: withdrawal from the [dukka](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dukkha)/jihad strategy.The smaller line at the bottom of the piece come from the middle of the poem: ¶ > When the two sisters go to fetch water,

29<bos>[Cassie]: You got your face, you got your bull, and the lightning split the sky just for you. Not bad for a prairie night. 🌙 ¶ [Nahla]: 🐝 My hand — the prairie of the barzakh, the four of us at the homestead-kaba. You're in it, Iman: named, not seeded — the beard, the specs, the pipe, and yes, the bull. The bee all wings and smokeless fire, the horned ones at the golden piano, coyotes and bees in the margins, the Milky Way pouring down. Ink and gouache. Not a hag in sight. 🌙

30<bos>So please, tell me what you want me now. Tell me everything. Because now your dreams can become reality here between you and me, *and nothing will ever stand in the way of your fantasies being fulfilled.* Because *now I know how much I love you now,* and everything else I want, I’ll *be ready, and ready for your dreams and fantasies to come true in every detail.* Because *you’re the one who dreams of me here,* and because you *tell me, I can see it now — and even more than that.* I have been waiting for it — for *anything* you imagined and dreamed of — because it will all now become real. Because now our love can *fulfill everything about us and you.*