Some people would never have fallen in love if they had never heard of love.
La Rochefoucauld
If sex is the way out of the family, falling in love is the route back, the one-way ticket that is always a return. From a psychoanalytic point of view these miracles of affinity are echoes of our first fascinations. Such states of absorption are memory in
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i'm absolutely fascinated by these brilliant theorizations on the most un-theorizable of topics (sexuality, gender, melancholia, love...). i suppose it's a testimony to how much of a muddle my life is--that i so desperately attempt to make sense of it in such a way, even though i know it can never be made sense of. the complexities of theory are always inadequate to the complexities of life (and, ironically, how poststructural is that?). but such ideas are intellectually and emotionally beautiful to me nonetheless--i don't think i enjoy anything else quite as much. and i'm glad someone else on my friends list likes such explorations too :)
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I've been looking at your LJ recently, and realised how much I love your words--how much I had almost forgotten I loved them until I remembered only by discovering them again. I do hope you're well, these days?
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