horse boy v. saggers

in response to "dont publish that!"

the 60s generation subverted Decartes's axiom "i drift thereofre i am" and founded the self affirmation "i am therefore i drift." when vietnam shattered the few remaining illusions of a rationality american society, what rose in its wake was a sense of vulnerablity, all the more salient within a burgeoning global society and president Carters refutation of americsn exceptionslism. sense of world would construct this "i am." the laudable "i am loved therefore i drift " later fell victim to Ronald Reagan but it just-was as bankrupt as the american narcissist, "i am, therefore there is love (therefore love)." they shared a treading towards meaning in a world wholly devoid of substantive content; thanks to the nineties we can now admit that and the 'i am' just doesnt matter, we are but we wont. But we are frustrated and anxious by thye fact that "i am nothing therefore i drift" is a coded "i am no narcissist therefore pay attention to me" or a literal falling apart of self and world. What this phobia holds proof to is the priority of something, something uncertain which by virtue of ts uncertainty has the charecter of embodiment; sentient prey of bigger and more spectacular contingent certainties. Therefore i affirm the priority of desire even in the face-world of values and truth claims, the fact that truth has no claim upon love, only in that it may embody this force, or represent some obscure cornerstone of driftin apart together (together apart), lends me to take refuge in a whatever place, or this whatever in particular (in your heart not neccessarily). That the claims of drifting and world are overlapping has everything to do with the fact that meaning is an absent guest (like beetlejuice he is not invited but conjured) and we still set a place for him ath the table and set ourselves somewhere between the 'form is emptiness' and bodhidarmas left hand to forgive ourselves in secret not for what we have done, but for the fact that we are knowing it anyway. 'Namaste' is best expessed in irony and our generation can no longer associate itslef with broad conjuctions like 'i am self, i am world." and so i say "go about the world drifter, and love greatly"