Patterns: love

Whatever being: love

Love is never directed toward this or that property of the loved one (being blond, being small, being tender, being lame), but neither does it neglect the properties in favor of an insipid generality (universal love): The lover wants the loved one with all of its predicates, its being such as it is.  The lover

Durkheim-Deleuze

Let the world be flat and full of fabulous contradictions, like sound. Something experimental, unique, new. Some bass bubbling up from below. Structure and tribal rhythms sharing space with meandering digressions. Synthetic, impeccably tuned, and familiar while wild, aggressive riffs scratch on the upbeats Let the world be as we know it, and let it

I heart you

How can I say “I love you” after hearing: “CARS LOVE SHELL.” Does anyone understand what I mean? [Jerry Rubin, Do It!]