A combination of notes, writings and images randomly collected from the session:
We did some reading:
I BECOME, THEREFORE I WILL HAVE BEEN – NOMADIC THEORY.
“Given that the political economy of global capitalism consists in multiplying and distributing difference for the sake of profit, it produces ever-shifting waves of genderization and sexualization, racialization and naturalization of multiple “others.” It has thus effectively disrupted the traditional dialectical relationship between the empirical referents of Otherness—women, natives, and animal or earth’s others—and the processes of discursive formation of genderization/racialization/naturalization. Once this dialectical bond is unhinged, advanced capitalism looks like a system that promotes feminism without women, racism without races, natural laws without nature, reproduction without sex, sexuality without genders, multiculturalism without ending racism, economic growth without development, and cash flow without money.…
“Welcome to capitalism as schizophrenia (Deleuze and Guattari, 1972, 1980).”
[From: Braidotti, R. (2011). Nomadic Theory: The Portable Rosi Braidotti. Columbia University Press. NY: Chichester, West Sussex. (p. 27).]
We found some objects and we did some labelling (or was it the other way round?):
If we actually know anything at all, [it] is probably a very little and tiny bit of the whole… and yet, most of the time, this knowledge seems to be complete. And I wonder, why is this, then?
“I was using that wall to my own pleasure. I did not have the power to alter it, yet it was bending to my will.” (From another OPENLAB participant.)
It is not that we can become part of the whole, but rather that we might realise (and let go [off] it at the same time) that we already are one and all with the universe.
We also did a bit of channelling-writing:
Some notes about this task of writing:
• Channel something that is already in existence.
• Everything written matters, whether just a bit or a lot… YET EVERYTHING MATTERS!
• Go with what you will: because you will it, because you desire it, it matters… and it becomes into existence.
There! It is important to acknowledge that we don’t know almost anything, and yet, that little tiny bit we know, seems to be complete. And why is this, then? I think because it is easier to be simple, to believe the fairy tale and that in the end, we will live happily forever after…
But what if everything existed at any given moment… everything at once and possibly not there at the same time… like an always-changing space for potential activity of creation and disintegration and at any single moment an idiotic simplicity singles out itself out of mere pig-headedness?
I don’t want to continue living in this fantasy. Is it possible to immerse oneself – actually, just accept the fact of, but because of our limited capacities at this very moment, it may just feel like jumping from the real world to an ocean of chaos – in this continuum in which complexity is the simplest truth?
The mess, the multiplicity, the everything here and always-changing and never still, and the whole from beginning to end?
Ant the most important thing, is it possible to do it an still be okay with it… relax into it, let go of the overwhelming sensation that seems to be hurting us, asphyxiating us, damaging us, killing us? But what if it is just that we hurt ourselves but hardening to it instead of expanding and relaxing and indulging into it. Not just becoming part of the whole but realising and letting go at the same time of the idea that we are already one and all with the universe.
