The desire that fuels the project is genital desire,or, desire genitalized, acknowledging the existence of ungenitalized desire. The unconscious is, consciousness becomes. The unconscious body does not recognize an otherness; there is no space of time, no empty space, no empty stomach or missing part. It is upon awakening that desire is tied to lack. What kind of story could you write without missing objects? What kind of universe can we collectively conceive without a thirst for knowledge.

Polarization is an abstraction of genitalization; the experience of polarity is bi-sexuality. Sexual subjects desire sexual objects. The object is the other, and the other is the missing. The dilemma is that to experience the desire depends upon dis-satisfaction; there is never enough money or time. Satisfaction of genital desire is always and only episodic, a sudden plunge toward equilibrium, followed by the slow return of asymmetry. The identity of the genitalized subject depends upon insatiable desire; there ain't no satisfaction, and you are not going to find your missing self.

Within the confines of the genitalized body there are no relationships that are not genital; the desire to eat depends upon the periodic emptying of the stomach. The pleasures of eating and defecating are genital pleasures. And so with the pleasures of buying and selling or learning and teaching. But there is, O Monks, a body of desire that is not governed by the genital organs.

In the situation I am conceiving this morning, as I observe the crab boat moving slowly through the still water of Harris Creek, the people have experienced a sudden collective understanding that the system cannot save them, that the species is as vulnerable as the members who compose it. There is, as it were, a sudden shift from solidarity to vulnerability. I imagine the people awakening one morning, each in his or her own time, to the realization that the ties that bind them to each other, are untying themselves. Each member of the tribe would experience a slippage of identity, a loss of that firm grip on the complex of relationships which constitute the tribal body.

Every night we slide down that slippery slope toward the dream world, toward the unconscious body. Freud refers to this slide as regressive, a return to the intrauterine situation, before the tribe is perceived. The dream is a pre-historical production. The complex of nuclear social relationships is all in the collective head of the people. Progress is regress; there is nowhere else to go. The unconsicious is; consciousness comes and goes.