" The real body. To be real, it must be bodily; and to be a body is to be eaten. The humiliation in incarnation: to become bread. To be eaten: to be consumed by sorrow, sickness, and death." Love's Body. 169. This then is the destiny of mybody, but there is this persistent fantasy that I will somehow enjoy the debacle; that myself and mybody are not identical.
Mybody and myself are not opposite poles of a unified pair, but rather analogs. I can look at mybody as a map of myself as a map of mybody. Myself gives mybody an aura of personality; mybody gives myself substance. Mybody extends myself into the real, that is, into a temporal three-dimensional space. Mybody is, as it were, the technology of myself.
I am unable to locate myself in this three-dimensional world except by attaching myself to mybody. The personality is composed of metaphors, not concepts; the person is fantastic. The person, him/herself, is two-dimensional, appearing on a flat page or a screen, or, perhaps lying on the surface of the body at times, and at other times becoming detached, and wandering off into the dream.
Mybody and myself are not opposite poles of a unified pair, but rather analogs. I can look at mybody as a map of myself as a map of mybody. Myself gives mybody an aura of personality; mybody gives myself substance. Mybody extends myself into the real, that is, into a temporal three-dimensional space. Mybody is, as it were, the technology of myself.
I am unable to locate myself in this three-dimensional world except by attaching myself to mybody. The personality is composed of metaphors, not concepts; the person is fantastic. The person, him/herself, is two-dimensional, appearing on a flat page or a screen, or, perhaps lying on the surface of the body at times, and at other times becoming detached, and wandering off into the dream.
posted by Robert at
8:18 AM
1 Comments:
I like this - the real as temporal. Where then do I get my exquisite surrealism? Is the in between the lines the blank space wheer I jump into the abyss of dream? Also like mybody as the technology of me self. Alchemists seeked to transform matter into the essential earthly gold of the beginning.
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