"The word is the body," mouthed the body's face from the mouth.

From the mouth of the body, "It is all words and only words."

Only mouths can mouth. The mouth is the spring where words come from.

Like invisible little eggs hatched in the air words float and flow embedded in an even more mysterious substance, like a road or path where the words flow like a river or a waterfall or maybe streaming plasma which allow our words to phrase and flow into sentence, paragraphs, speeches, chapters and eventually books and even 'schools of thought.'

In fact the very facticity of language does not involve an accumulation and collection of units (words) in feedback loops of exchange but rather their application, their flow. Subjectivity is not merely feedback just as a river is not merely the fish in it.

Because of this I assert that Saint Augustine and consequently Wittgenstein have expanded from a colossal error which to this very moment burdens our collective participation as developmental forms of life in being and existence.

Our dominating concept of language as mere feedback has created this glitching digital world/affair of our common indifference, our hell, our collective weary sigh of "whatever… whatever."

Plato's famous ancient announcement about beauty being in the beholder's eye continues to reach us here from the darkest pits of history, or does it? Is beauty in our eye or is it somewhere else?

(MINOR THREAT MUTATION)

Our new Canadian prime minister Justin Trudeau is described, celebrated and received as 'super hot'

Is it not so that the contest, the argument against the objectification of beauty is about retaining the beauty in our eyes, in our bodies, in our selves rather than squandering it on the plasticity of image?

Both Oedipus and Christ act and speak dramatically about tearing out the eyes and we seem warned of something but what?

Our eyes are swaddled into beds of clear warm tears. They are portholes to all colours and forms. When we call or label an other as 'hot' are we not forfeiting one of the most emancipating effects of social experience available? Is it because we lack the courage to express ourselves to claim our attractions? Pissing our own courage and beauty away but for what? For the heat of the other?

The warmth resonating from the erotic image like tears drooling from tragic eyes-

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Amongst all the offensive and nauseating fabrication and propaganda from our last Canadian federal election what continues to echo in my memory is super duper hot Justin Trudeau announcing in the form of corporate newspaper headline that if elected he would "Tell Putin off to his face."

Enthusiastically telling off the leader of a super power with the nuclear capacity to destroy the whole world may or may not illustrate the persona of one man but much more importantly it reckons the utter impotency of our democratic collective. A reckoning of darkness is indeed a dark reckoning just as a desire for blindness is indeed a queer desire.