In the workshop I did recently, run by author of Matter of Fact: Talking Truth in a Post-Truth World, 2018, Jess Berentson-Shaw for those who work in libraries (there is no guarantee anymore they are librarians) about countering false information, certain statements were made I wrote down that are the

I've yet to reconcile meaning, shifting meanings, and emotion, emotion considered in terms of putting an emotion in the body. Other than: 1. go by way of association—the past, when associations are formed; 2. go by way of imagination—a virtual form (in the immediate future, a

November 25, 1990 There's a flow, a rhythm, a seemingly empty form; the discourse could end up addressing any topic, image, or idea. This indifference makes me suspicious. I suspect there are all kinds of things—too many—lurking behind the apparent emptiness. I've never found

Minus Theatre at AUT was all about the encounter. It went from Deleuze to Lingis: in the first is the shock of the encounter which breaks us out of habit, the event; in the second is the imperative of acknowledging the elements supporting us presupposed by the encounter. They are,

I picked up God and Sex, a novel by Jon Raymond. The first lines say that for a reader a book, although zigzagging down the page, presents a straight line from end to end, but that for a writer it is a sphere. Although infinitely correctable it comes to its