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	<title>Comments on: Point of Departure</title>
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		<title>By: Jim</title>
		<link>http://harlotofthearts.org/blog/2009/06/02/point-of-departure/comment-page-1/#comment-3256</link>
		<dc:creator>Jim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 19:51:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank goodness Milo is a good looking, able bodied, &quot;normal&quot; white boy. Someone we can all identify with!</description>
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		<title>By: Jim</title>
		<link>http://harlotofthearts.org/blog/2009/06/02/point-of-departure/comment-page-1/#comment-3254</link>
		<dc:creator>Jim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 19:48:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank goodness the kid is a good looking, able bodied, &quot;normal&quot; white boy. Someone we can all identify with!</description>
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		<title>By: bonnie</title>
		<link>http://harlotofthearts.org/blog/2009/06/02/point-of-departure/comment-page-1/#comment-2852</link>
		<dc:creator>bonnie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2009 13:35:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Gilles Deleuze

Systems in which different relates to different through difference itself are systems of simulacra. Such systems are intensive; they rest ultimately upon the nature of intensive quantities, which precisely communicate through their differences. The fact that conditions are necessary for such communication to take place (small difference, proximity, etc.) should lead us to believe not in a condition of prior resemblance, but only in the particular properties of intensive quantities which may divide, but do so only in changing their nature according to their own particular order. As for resemblance, it seems to us to result from the functioning of the system, like an &#039;effect&#039; which it would be wrong to take for a cause or condition. In short, systems of simulacra must be described with the help of notions which, from the outset, appear very different from the categories of representation.


Jean Luc Nancy

The perspective of truth thus regards this lack as the site of what it desires just as well, but whose lack it is devoted to revealing. By revealing the lack — the figure itself, the imitation, the representation, the allegory, the mythology, literature — it speaks the truth about it: that it is a lack, that it is false (error, illusion, lie, deceit). In speaking this truth, it however speaks only half the truth: it lacks presence beyond the figure, or within the figure itself. But the discourse of truth claims that this presence is beyond being. This discourse itself proceeds until this beyond, where it perishes in an excessive light, the dazzle in which every possible figure disappears...
Rather than a lack, it is a surfeit of presence. It hollows out the space of self-outpouring in which every presence comes into presence and is presented...
But such is the very stuff of our experiencing this time. Such is our very territory; and a voyage through it demands that we go beyond every territory, compelling us to begin from that very same place where we thought we would end.


The Rolling Stones

I know it&#039;s only rock &#039;n roll but I like it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Gilles Deleuze</p>
<p>Systems in which different relates to different through difference itself are systems of simulacra. Such systems are intensive; they rest ultimately upon the nature of intensive quantities, which precisely communicate through their differences. The fact that conditions are necessary for such communication to take place (small difference, proximity, etc.) should lead us to believe not in a condition of prior resemblance, but only in the particular properties of intensive quantities which may divide, but do so only in changing their nature according to their own particular order. As for resemblance, it seems to us to result from the functioning of the system, like an &#8216;effect&#8217; which it would be wrong to take for a cause or condition. In short, systems of simulacra must be described with the help of notions which, from the outset, appear very different from the categories of representation.</p>
<p>Jean Luc Nancy</p>
<p>The perspective of truth thus regards this lack as the site of what it desires just as well, but whose lack it is devoted to revealing. By revealing the lack — the figure itself, the imitation, the representation, the allegory, the mythology, literature — it speaks the truth about it: that it is a lack, that it is false (error, illusion, lie, deceit). In speaking this truth, it however speaks only half the truth: it lacks presence beyond the figure, or within the figure itself. But the discourse of truth claims that this presence is beyond being. This discourse itself proceeds until this beyond, where it perishes in an excessive light, the dazzle in which every possible figure disappears&#8230;<br />
Rather than a lack, it is a surfeit of presence. It hollows out the space of self-outpouring in which every presence comes into presence and is presented&#8230;<br />
But such is the very stuff of our experiencing this time. Such is our very territory; and a voyage through it demands that we go beyond every territory, compelling us to begin from that very same place where we thought we would end.</p>
<p>The Rolling Stones</p>
<p>I know it&#8217;s only rock &#8216;n roll but I like it.</p>
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		<title>By: Kaitlin</title>
		<link>http://harlotofthearts.org/blog/2009/06/02/point-of-departure/comment-page-1/#comment-2849</link>
		<dc:creator>Kaitlin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2009 05:22:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It won&#039;t be long before artificial intelligence makes us all their slaves, eh? ;)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It won&#8217;t be long before artificial intelligence makes us all their slaves, eh? ;)</p>
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