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Didi Chang-Park
A strange concatenation of the high, distant, celestial body upon which we cannot directly look
nor touch
It remains unspoken, perhaps unspeakable, why, what, how the Solar Anus is
of an erotic unboundedness
an unspeakable Minotaur.
of human experience.
At 64 sentences
an ancient myth
For what broader, more ancient statement could one begin with than this:
Bataille continues
Until Theseus, with the aid of Ariadne, who has fallen in love with him
But Bataille Bataille with this tangled thread that leads thought into itself
of bodies.
is the vehicle
of amorous frenzy.
Exclaiming, When my face is flushed with blood, it becomes red and obscene.
No longer able to point at his thoughts using words that pre-exist in this universe
It is
Love, then screams in my own throat; I am the Jesuve, the filthy parody of the torrid and
blinding sun.
Here Bataille reaches ecstatic union with the unspeakable, the Solar Anus which never appears
verbatim in the text.
Instead of killing the Minotaur or being killed by it, he becomes one with it, rapt in spiritual
ecstasy
Love
it finds itself incapable of reaching the gaze of the night, even though the nocturnal terrestrial
expanses head continuously towards the indecency of the solar ray.
So I want to step back. And situate this labyrinth which Ive just described
Transgressive writing
It is defined as
Anti-Hegelian
Foucault lauds Batailles work as a spiral structure, resistant to the simple crossing-over of a line
from the beginning of time, gives a dense and black intensity to the night it denies
that is,
Does this text have value to the person who does not want to fuck a monster.
violating the girl to whom I will have been able to say: you are the night.
inoperative, so
alienating.
as a challenge.
A challenge to inherit
the labyrinth
To escape from the crushing dialectics that the figure of a minotaur, or a solar anus might create