Sunday, 30 April 2017
Phenomenal reality is something you can only speak of in retrospect, that is, within a certain internal conceptualisation of the event. At best it is a misleading metaphor, a pointing to something which really isn't here. The word connotes an appearance for a subject, something that arises and passes away in time; as if there is a stream of phenomena, on the model of cinema frames. When you are trying to think the unthinkable it seems to help, until you look around and see that there is nothing here resembling it at all. You have never seen anything arise, but you are already in the experience, in the event, and then in the 'next' event that you happen to pay attention to, but never in the transition, never in the act of entering into it. You are not apart from the event, and you cannot fix a boundary to it, there may be no next, but only the one event, one event ever, except that this 'ever' would be inside the event not outside it, if there were an inside - so you can't frame it as eternal, still less as one. There is no montage in real experience, montage is an artefact in the simulation you make of it in order to know it via the knower that you think you are. Estrangement is an excellent thing in art, it evokes the kind of detachment in which meaning is made, but it is never here, is only a sort of projection of a complete detachment which would be the final paradise of meaning for the knower that persists as an after-image. The knower is the imagined desire that there is a knower to wake up in perfect detachment.
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