1. "work puts people in bad moods, honey. you don’t really want to work. in fact you should avoid work."—bret easton ellis

  2. georges bataille, the accursed share 

  3. georges bataille in the accursed share: i feel you 


  4. "'she' is indefinitely other in herself. this is doubtless why she is said to be whimsical, incomprehensible, agitated, capricious…not to mention in her language, in which 'she' sets off in all directions leaving 'him' unable to discern the coherence of any meaning. hers are contradictory words, somewhat mad from the standpoint of reason, inaudible for anyone who listens to them with ready-made grids, with a fully elaborated code in hand…for if 'she' says something, it is not, it is already no longer, identical with what she means. what she says is never identical with anything, moreover: rather it is contiguous. it touches (upon). and when it strays too far from that proximity, she breaks off and starts over at 'zero': her body-sex…it is useless, then, to trap women in the exact definition of what they mean, to make them repeat (themselves) so that it will be clear; they are already elsewhere in the discursive machinery where you expected to surprise them."
    — luce irigaray, this sex which is not one 
  5. materialworld:

    LAZINESS: THE LAST TABOO (by ARGOS centre for art and media)

    The Last Taboo philosophers Isabelle Stengers (Université Libre de Bruxelles) and Petra Van Brabandt (Sint Lucas Antwerp) engage in a debate about our ambiguous position on laziness. What does our view of laziness imply with regard to the subject of work, pleasure, the contemporary production and consumption model and our being mortal?

    Laziness is the last taboo. We all hasten to embark on the next project, the next interesting assignment, a new challenge. We are flexible workers, freelance workers. We work long hours, always say “yes” and assess our value in terms of employability. We succeed if we work—i.e. if we work non-stop. Laziness is the last sin. And as is usual with sins, we are obsessed by it. Those who don’t work, have to prove they want to. That they will work any time, that they want to say “yes”, that they will be flexible. That they want to race around and succeed, get ready and be on time. That they are not lazy. We constantly want them to prove that they are willing to work, because we suspect them of indulging in the sweet pleasure of laziness—which we begrudge them. And it is precisely this grudge that betrays how our work actually makes us suffer. We transform our suffering into resentment.…..


  6. "what if these ‘commodities’ refused to go to ‘market’? what if they maintained ‘another’ kind of commerce, among themselves?"
    — luce irigaray, this sex which is not one 

  7. "as far as the “what have you been doing?” question: story of my life. like, i just go silent. i dont do anything either! all i do is think about things and talk to my friends. ive wondered if there is something i am supposed to do to get better at it, but i also think its kind of funny to not give this to people when they want it? you know? or be like “thinking about things and talking to my friends.” it can be kind of mean. it can be kind of cool. i mean, what are you going to do? tell them about a movie you saw? the worst."

    kara (via pussy-strut)

    "i do like telling people i do nothing, especially if they are bragging about how busy they are" at least since 2010. not everyone can handle it, though.


  8. lazz:



    texting with tremblebot

    pro-doing this drinking in bed and also the description of sylvia wynter etc.


  9. "for tenderness between people is nothing other than awareness of the possibility of relations without purpose, a solace still glimpsed by those embroiled in purposes; a legacy of old privileges promising a privilege-free condition."
    — theodor w. adorno, minima moralia (via fictionalhorse)

    (via karaj)

  10. (via theplenilune)


    theuninspiringmuse says, “I am in love with this book.”

    Me too.

    Not least for this line:

    "X once told me that love had protected him against worldliness: coteries, ambitions, advancements, interferences, secessions, roles, powers: love had made him a social catastrophe, to his delight."

    Roland Barthes’ A Lover’s Discourse is obsessed with the absent other and language, just like my favorite book, Adrienne Rich’s The Dream of a Common Language. Except totally different.

    In Thinking Through the Body, Jane Gallop says, “In the seventies, I hoped French feminism to be the impossible marriage of Adrienne Rich and Roland Barthes.”

    In 2010 I am just as wistful. But maybe we could ratchet it down and just do a Discourse/Dream mashup and see what happens.

    i still love that line.