sad sex dreams
Sep. 4th, 2006 06:13 pmOh shit, I forgot to tell you guys that I had a dream the other night that I was about to get fucked by Keith Ansell Pearson. Who the hell is that, you ask? He's some philosopher who <3 <3 <3s Nietzsche, Bergson, and Deleuze; he wrote a book called Viroid Life which I've never read.
So, in short, entirely random (I only recognize his name through citations and my Bergson anthology) and nonsensical-- there was nothing in my dream to make me know it was Keith Ansell Pearson (g-d knows I have no idea what he even looks like), it was just understood.
The history of philosophy as a kind of ass-fuck, indeed.
So, in short, entirely random (I only recognize his name through citations and my Bergson anthology) and nonsensical-- there was nothing in my dream to make me know it was Keith Ansell Pearson (g-d knows I have no idea what he even looks like), it was just understood.
The history of philosophy as a kind of ass-fuck, indeed.