Studying’s for retards. You can just take these thoughts.
Who synthesised these?
Some former PhD student.
Enterprising.
Sells them all at European philosophy conferences. And Theory conferences.
This is the Deleuze pill?
Sure – Line of Flight.
Wow.
I didn’t know you could still get this. Very noughties, isn’t it? Everyone takes Badiou pills now, right?
I’ve got some old school stuff. The Levinas tab. Makes you all responsible. And tortured. And guilty.
Take some Blanchot – that’s deep, man.
And there’s some Heideggerian weed, man. Potent. Sends you down the forest paths. Puts you right in the fucking Lichtung.
Let’s fllyyyy ….
Where to?
Let’s get very far out. Very far.
No limits, motherfucker. No more finitude. No more lack. This is Desire, Deleuze style. We’re desiring machines, baby.
Is that what we are?
It fucks, it drinks, it … smokes … it looks up the sky. And we’re it.
Damn right.
That’s a Heidegger tab.
What, like Nazi Heidegger?
No – it’s later Heidegger. All Gelassenheit. Just fucking releasement.
Beautiful.
Only a God can save us now, right?
Beautiful but doomy.
Check it out: Difference and Repetition in pill form. So you don’t have to read it.
And there’s a Hegel suppository. Science of Logic. To be inserted anally.
Only place for it.
I’m a long term Blanchot addict.
What about the Bug. I want to snort some Bug.
No you don’t.
Tie on your Simondon bandana. It’s actually soaked into the bandana. So it enters the bloodstream via the forehead.
Handy.
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