It is full with intensities, energy, it is the point of flow within structures. It is in these structures, this plane of consistency, that the BwO can encompasse the paradox of face and mask. We should not make the mistake that the BwO equals the external body of characteristics facialized, externalized and categorized in a logos of exposition. The enemy is organism. This is precisely the position of identities as I characterized them at the outset.
Identity is the facial mask- the entity that at once embodies signification and materiality.
Thus the BwO is never yours or mine. It is always a body. We must write as if projecting. Not just our sentience, but the world. The world that flows through us.