From Square Boxes To Fluid Plasmas
Let’s not forget that philosophy is, literally speaking, the “love of wisdom” = the production of desire through intellectual activity. What a liberating concept! And yet the way we have been taught to think is through the linearity of the history of philosophy. A series of boxes on a string. Here is the traditional view:
Western philosophy has a long history, conventionally divided into four large eras - the Ancient, Medieval, Modern and Contemporary. The Ancient era runs through the fall of Rome and includes the Greek philosophers such as Plato. The Medieval period runs until roughly the late 1400s and the Renaissance. The "Modern" is a word with more varied use, which includes everything from Post-Medieval through the specific period up to the 20th century. Contemporary philosophy encompasses the philosophical developments of the 20th century up to the present day.
But this is counter-intuitive to the continuous surge of life, to the vibrating intensities of existence, to the chaosmos of living and thinking, to the plasma of perpetual becomings.
When Yusef is battling the concepts of totality and rationality he is trying to stop, isolate, and freeze the flow of emerging streams of creativity. This is understandable and true of all of us in our attempts to create patterns and stable entities. We also know that this desire is rarely qualitative, multidimensional, and inclusive. It is not “a draft, a wind, a day, an hour, a stream, a place, a battle, an illness” (Deleuze: Negotiations, 1995). But it should be.
How do we philosophize as the wind?
We have to approach thinking as the extensive genesis of intensities = the creation of forces, the ongoing repetition of the new, the desiring body without organs.
This involves the painful exercise of the concept of unlearning.
Only when we deconstruct do we create, and only when we discard boxes do we flow with the plasma of becoming.
Blood streams triumphantly through the organism in the spasms of orgasm just as the wind of thinking does.
Dopamine in the body is the cocaine of thinking in the wind.