On the eve of philosophy and beyond it the logic of sense lost itself in calculations without end, only to find itself in this infinite time of poetry, dismembered...
In Memoriam Gilles Deleuze who died 17 years ago on November 4, 1995: Deleuze’s death as an event
"That’s it, I guess. Just go on living, whether you feel like it or not."
"I am truly in love not when I am simply fascinated by the agalma in the other, but when I experience the other, the object of love, as frail and lost, as lacking ‘it’, and my love none the less survives this loss."
~ Slavoj Zizek