The message comes as an enunciation that dissolves its own enunciating structure, authority, primacy. This anesthetization is located in the passive voice of the announcement, in the writing of the note, and in her actual physical condition. My throat is anesthetized. For the first time in this seminar my language stops being this projecting forward to appropriate the edges of other's arguments, to make those interesting intellectual twists. I just watch the others' projecting forward, analyzing, marching.
Fantasy is already paralyzed, blocked into conceptual orthopedics.
I do not have an opinion. Suddenly a ghostly figure of a three year old child passes by the door. He walks slowly along the corridor, outside the philosophers' cave, stumbling. He is looking through a kaleidoscope, surprised by the kaleidoscope's magic sights. He dwells in fantasy and imagination as images that overflow his expectations take him by surprise, sights disrupt his familiar space before he is able to name and articulate them.