Proximity/Responsibility
Proximity is an issue of responsibility. Can these machine gun rhythms be interpreted as monotonous comfort? Push the door wide open upon a naked man sitting at the chance to die at the typewriter. Hey, this is not dad. He starts with top left brick and works his way down to the bottom. Far too methodical to be fatherly. This is how one rights what is unwritten. Through method and repetition. To write what no one else can. To write without reference, without externality and without paradigm. To leave a whole generation scratching the old proverbial just when they were getting used to the old ideas, they have to go and broaden the horizons of understanding into the double illusion.
Proximity is an issue of responsibility. Moderation comes late with recognition. Wherever survival is knocking about the smiles and frowns of innumerous faces are cutting in and out of screams in climax. Recognition is this new world happy fun time experimentation; get to know your peak milk rate and get a bucket. We use this reflection to turn the tools upon ourselves in an attempt to abolish slavery. Off on moron there is no going back, know that this place is, what we have done here, our extinction point. From the Schluesselmensch we trace a great winding arc through the funny white men who see everything in terms of death because their skin is the colour of death and their mother lies in sin.
Proximity is an issue of responsibility. Moderation comes later with recognition. Philosophy has no job, no employment. It is not up to the task. Once philosophy is employed it is no longer philosophy. Philosophy is moving, always altering, always in use but never put to use. It traces those paths of flight, those paths of light, where consciousness turns and feels-senses-experiences and beheld nothing but rested; where all is turned in a garden of creation.
Proximity is an issue of responsibility. Moderation comes later with recognition. Philosophy has no job, no employment. Responsibility prepares the body for the single course of action - the straight line. A shooting rhizome from one city to the next paving over everything inbetween.