“The rite, the becoming-animal of the scapegoat clearly illustrates this: a first expiatory animal is sacrificed, but a second is driven away, sent out into the desert wilderness. In the signifying regime, the scapegoat represents a new form of increasing entropy in the system of signs: it is charged with everything that was "bad" in a given period, that is, everything that resisted signifying signs, everything that eluded the referral from sign to sign through the different circles; it also assumes everything that was unable to recharge the signifier as its center and carries off everything that spills beyond the outermost circle.”
― A Thousand Plateaus: Capitalism and Schizophrenia
― A Thousand Plateaus: Capitalism and Schizophrenia
“¡Oh, Luna! Siempre estuviste a mi lado, alumbrándome en los momentos más terribles; desde mi infancia fuiste el misterio que velaste por mi terror, fuiste el consuelo en las noches mas desesperadas, fuiste mi propia madre, bañándome en un calor que ella tal vez nunca supo brindarme; en medio del bosque, en los lugares más tenebrosos, en el mar; allí estabas tu acompañándome; eras mi consuelo, siempre fuiste la que me orientaste en los momentos más difíciles. Mi gran diosa, mi verdadera diosa, que me has protegido de tantas calamidades; hacia ti en medio del mar; hacia ti junto a la costa; hacia ti entre las costas de mi isla desolada. Elevaba la mirada y te miraba; siempre la misma; en tu rostro veía una expresión de dolor, de amargura, de compasión hacia mí; tu hijo. Y ahora, súbitamente, luna, estallas en pedazos delante de mi cama. Ya estoy solo. Es de noche.”
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“Death as the destruction of all things no longer had meaning when life was revealed to be a fatuous sequence of empty words, the hollow jingle of a jester’s cap and bells.”
― Madness and Civilization: A History of Insanity in the Age of Reason
― Madness and Civilization: A History of Insanity in the Age of Reason
“Making friends with the impersonal necessity of death is an ethical way of installing oneself in life as a transient, slightly wounded visitor.”
― The Posthuman
― The Posthuman
“One must lie low, no matter how much it went against the grain, and try to understand that this great organization remained, so to speak, in a state of delicate balance, and that if someone took it upon himself to alter the dispositions of things around him, he ran the risk of losing his footing and falling to destruction, while the organization would simply right itself by some compensating reaction in another part of its machinery – since everything interlocked – and remain unchanged, unless, indeed, which was very probable, it became still more rigid, more vigilant, severer, and more ruthless.”
― The Trial
― The Trial
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