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I. Looking’s a matter of not seeing, listening a matter of not hearing… In his reconstruction of Deleuze via Bergson, Quentin Meillasoux’s diagramme of the segmented circle showed two ways the living being has of negotiating the limitation of sensorial data. The limitation of the flows that traverse

he picked up the photograph of his parents in which his diminutive father stood erect whereas his mother sat a little shrunken in the armchair in front. … trying to catch his father’s eye from various angles. But no matter how hard he tried to change his father’s appearance

The oblique drops of rain slid down the blades of grass in the park, but it would have made no difference if they had slid up. Then the oblique (drops) turned round (drops), swallowed up by the earth underpinning the grass, and the grass and the earth seemed to talk,

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“We lived through the horrors of war, survived postwar austerity, and for what?” asked Kusakabe. “The richer the world becomes, the more laws and regulations are imposed on us and the more discrimination grows. And now, we are not free at all. Why is that?” All our comrades had fallen,