[D-G] Concepts seen as functions (malgosia askanas)

[malgosia askanas]

>However, much as I try not to think about it, this plane is a  
>wordless cloud without
>cessation. NO letter 'a' t/here.

I thought you said it was class 'A' carcinogens.  Seems to be a wordless coud of letters 'A'.

-m



At 8:39 AM -0400 7/30/11, jcu wrote:
>Hello,
>
>If concepts are specific to philosophy (as percepts are to art, functions to science),
>and the making of them define the practice of philosophy, they are singularities (not
>universalities) that always attach themselves to other concepts on a plane of immanence.
>Somehow, concepts can jump from one plane (of immanence) to another, attach themselves
>to other concepts and by doing so, become-Other.
>
>Plane of Immanence means existing within (not without, not Transcendent), but since Deleuze
>denies Transcendence (a divine or metaphysical outside),  he claims the plane of immanence
>to be pure, unqualified, smooth space without division (no inside-outside), and hence his quote,
>
>" It is only when immanence is no longer immanence to anything other than itself that we can
>speak of a plane of immanence."
>
>Kind of like my neighbours who smoke around the clock and spill their class A carcinogens
>into my breathing space such that even when I step outside, I am breathing their air. NO inside-outside.
>The smooth space of cancer, formless, self-organizing, no longer self-contained field of air but the
>collapsed or flattened plane of your air = my air, or to rephrase, a plane (cloud?) of carcinogenic consistency
>that has no universal or transcendent notion of "clean". Instead, only movements of air and relations of
>movements (they smoke at 5 am, 7am, 9 am) and speeds or slownesses (the wind delivers it faster or slower
>to my lungs and through cracks in electrical outlets, air vents, door frames). Leaving me with only
>haecceities, affects, collective assemblages of their toxic air becoming my air; this plane knows
>only longitudes and latitudes (the geography of second hand smoke), speeds and haeceities,
>this plane of consistency (knowing they will addictively smoke again to fill my space).
>
>However, much as I try not to think about it, this plane is a  
>wordless cloud without
>cessation. NO letter 'a' t/here.
>
>joan
>
>