The Unknown and Unnamed: the Conception
A few days naked and I’ve bewildered myself.
I was never good at math.
But I do love the rain (absorption, immersion, ambiguity).
There’s no accounting for taste.
I think I am a concept.
“a concept is a convenient capsule of thought that embraces thousands of distinct experiences and that is ready to take in thousands more”
What’s in a name?
“the function of conceptions is to reduce the manifold of sensuous impressions to unity, and the validity of a concept consists in the impossibility of reducing the content…to unity, without the introduction of it…the conception of being, therefore, plainly has no content.”
I ran into a sign.
I was flooded, I saw and I seemed, I heard and replied, have been undone in my doing… I’m a roving mark, like a vessel constantly being filled and emptied, at once.
I can’t perceive without a concept, why not the simplest one – a single mark, a dash, say “/”?
/ fear it “plainly has no content.”
“I am what surrounds me”
Advancing “empty,” a flesh-coated collection of organs replete with a coding of operational signs (we’ll call them ‘language’), I foundered. Considering no one in pursuit of no/w/here, I became wherever that was (is?).
“This conception of the present in general, or IT in general…is before any comparison or discrimination can be made between – what is present – must have been recognized as such, as IT without parts abstracted and attributed to it…”
No/w/here – nothing – no one: “embracing thousands of distinct experiences (while attributable or identical to none of them) and ready to take in thousands more.” ALWAYS.
Every/w/here, everything, every/one: I conceptualize a concept, a mark to attribute an infinity of experiences toward : “/”.
Names changing by the millisecond.
A concept without content, or all conceivable content.
A baffle, a paradox, distinct and unidentifiable (in essence).
Here “/” come! (the unknown and unnamed) possibly sporting any knowledge, any name – perhaps heading your way even now! Beware! It’s conceivable, whether intended or not, that all of us are empty concepts, flooded concepts, without content, and all of us heading no/w/here at once!
“Here is where one seems to be”
“The place I really have to get to is a place I must already be at now”
“’I’ can only be identified by the instance of speech which contains it, and by that alone”
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