The oceanic is a singular type of sublime. It is tapped into the source of Life, with a capital L.
I can stroke Death.
It frustrates you that people can’t govern themselves. That’s the key to many things. And no, they can’t. Mimetic capitalism. Capitalism is that which forbids thinking beyond it. It is a taboo economy.
—The overton window isn’t what can be said but what can be bought.
Exactly. Exactly! But this is still an “odd” intuition. It is not widely understood, let alone widely shared.
(I think that I could do most damage where it matters if I could become a meme; a virus of pure language.)
—Have you seen Pontypool?
Yes; I loved it. I’m a final girl.
(What a crazy way to make it, tho.)
No one in her right mind opts to be a femme fatale.
I’ve been thinking a lot about ‘an antimemetic sort of power.’ I know sometimes the weight is too heavy to bear. It is part of the metamorphosis, and it can feel accursed. Thank you for sharing it.
(This, apropos our first article on power, here.)
What I speak is an argot, and some can hear it, have the ear for it. It isn’t taught; it is or isn’t understood.
So, with your permission, I am building a ring out of this conversation.
—Let us see where you go with it.
I will show you a shape; a near-replica of our conversation.
As a mirror of our conversation it will add and multiply it.
Look.
Hall of Mirrors, Versailles.