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Sometimes we face and it's terrible, face and goes back as never was, there's only been one time but has left its mark and returns a gesture that is not ours.
One person in our faces.
It's not that simple. This otherness is not love: the source of any changes where we can worship the start of the opening gesture, the start of the significance, carefully cut a treasure of pure negativity.
face has been released. Circle and laughs. It boasts, gets angry and cries with astonishing ease, irreverent, out of consideration of the circumstances. Cara
despot.
begin to feel and I never had a face, I've tried to adjust to it and I've never been, the deeper meaning of my privacy is dispersed in a concordance search impossible, I'm always late. Cara
elusive.
I've always wanted to control my face, make a bridge of continuity between my feelings and her. Stick it with something indelible to my bones.
But it's impossible, I feel like slowly peel off some subtle edges that never ends to seal. Where I gave the cara por primera vez.
Y vuelve a caer; en un último gesto totalmente desubicado; claro: descarado.
Por esta razón he decidido cambiar el juego, jugar otro. Ya no tratar de ajustar mi cara a mí, ya no tratar de pedirle a las caras más que su presencia ocasional. Ya no mas principio de coherencia sino circulación.
Libertad absoluta de la cara? No lo creo.
Otro juego.
Dejar viajar la cara. “Una resonancia tenue viajando en el espacio”
Wilhelm Reich daba la cara, con valentía. Pero era astuto, confiaba en él mucho menos que en su cara. Por eso escribió “publicaré esto antes de que yo mismo bajo pressure of social circumstances .. is willing to think differently "
One day a year the police decided to catch Wilhelm Reich. He and his face. Put him in prison until his death, destroyed all his works, all studies, reports, experiments.
But they had not received anything, his face was released for a long time, terrible power beyond the will.
say that leaked in a gesture of one of the police (powerful and moving vision of a serene man), others say it did look through a window (a voyeur hunter patience intrusive).
important thing is that he escaped. He was echoing in space. One day
Alexander Shulgin felt something quite indefinite, but absolutely indubitable, was there. He was afraid.
reminded Wilhelm Reich and decided to give her face, release of any agreement with the DEA (his bosses) and published
Pihkal
Yluego TIHKAL
And freed forever.
do not know if I will give something as valuable as the theory of Orgone, or as wonderful psychonautical Alexander, (although one can not be sure when the machine itself paranoid clash with the other) but the important thing, is fundamental gesture. Free
gesture.
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