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

[jcu]

somewhere between the eye and a gaze must be lacan's
 "objet petit a'; care to explain?




On 30-Jul-11, at 11:34 AM, Cain, Prof. Jeffrey P. wrote:

>M--
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>l'objet petit "a" without any words, lol ;-)
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>Jeffrey P. Cain, Ph.D.
>Chair, Department of English HC221A
>Sacred Heart University
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>"There is no ideology and never has been."
>                               --- Gilles Deleuze & Felix Guattari, A Thousand Plateaus (1988)
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>>However, much as I try not to think about it, this plane is a
>>wordless cloud without
>>cessation. NO letter 'a' t/here.
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>I thought you said it was class 'A' carcinogens.  Seems to be a wordless coud of letters 'A'.
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>-m
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>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,
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>>" It is only when immanence is no longer immanence to anything other than itself that we can
>>speak of a plane of immanence."
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>>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
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