Friday, 25 February 2011

Reflections on reading Jacques Derrida’s Spectres of Marx (24)

The Twenty-forth night

The Apparition of the Inapparent
The phenomenological “conjuring trick”




We find Marx reflecting before a series of dark glass mirrors. (38) Distortions, reproductions, copies, replicates of himself are repeated endlessly, reflections of reflections each a token of his type. His shadow is unsure of which direction to take, outside it is the solar noon but inside this funfair hall is lit by a myriad of incandescent and fluorescent lights; the shadow waits, biding its time.

Marx has decided that the world needs no more fables. He is going to turn his attention to science.

The position of a ghost determines its spectral effect. However position is relative and in the case of a ghost, its position can only be measured by plotting its relationship to other ghosts. By means of quantized orbits, the spectral lines of ghost events can be mapped and relative intensities of these spectral lines positioned in relation to a "regular" matter universe. However the spectra of more complex forms won't exist here with us for very long because of the implications of pair production. In this case the ghost would be in the spectral cloud that forms about the nucleus of a spectre. This nucleus would hold the opposition pairs in stasis, with long-range interactions being sufficient to yield binding, if not scattering takes place and positioning is again impossible.

Only the corporality of the body can ingest these spectres. By living in the now the spectres of ancestors and false prophets are digested and defeated. Only by living in the phenomena of the present can we exist free of the shackles of our own shadow; by cutting it off we can stand tall in the open air, sunlit before the pure light of reason.

The dog returns from its wandering, it is not without intelligence and has an inner ear for inner dialogue. It inwardly muses; “Reason is itself a ghost born of a logocentric fallacy, as you hunt one ghost down another rises in its place, as you catch one another escapes. Smell is all there is and in smelling the craft is all. This craft is what makes the dog and in this making we create our own culture. Therefore a true understanding of our nature comes through the unselfconscious creation of another dog; this egological position being ecology’s tragedy".

The narcissisms of youth are its own comedy. Only the young watch their own bodies. They catch themselves in shop windows, every reflective surface a mirror for their vanity. Each glance releasing a ghost from the very edges of sight; ghosts barely glimpsed but with great future presence as they will feed upon the mourning minds of those who lament their passing adolescence.

Narcissus will always drown in his own tears, he mourns himself.

An innumerable, unnameable gathering of ghosts surrounds each mortal soul all through its mundane life, filling that vacuum thick with invisible fine layers and empty skins that fills the hollow space between the things that tether us to materiality and ourselves. As we walk we push our way forward through these ghosts and spectres as if through tall fields of corn, stalks and husks broken in our wake as we walk.

The identity of a specific spectre is lost in the generality of spectreness. Marx is fading away, he is not sure of what he has just heard.

“The ghost in the identity”
Or
“The ghost is the identity”

Identity loss is the key, as it disappears it leaves an empty body as a host for the ghost.

38 Corinthians 13:12 "For now we see through a glass, darkly."
The above text is taken from the King James Bible, the original 1611 edition being printed by Robert Barker, son of Christopher Barker, printer to Queen Elizabeth I. He also co-published the ‘Wicked Bible’ which states: “Thou shalt commit adultery”.

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