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Caleb Ward @calebw.bsky.social

Ah yes, the post-Heideggerian middle-aged male drive to philosophize about breasts.

aug 22, 2025, 2:34 pm • 0 0

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Caleb Ward @calebw.bsky.social

This from Jean-Luc Nancy. More like the birth of cringe, amirite

First page of Nancy's 1996 text, The Birth of Breasts At that moment, the softness of nudity (the place where legs and breasts begin) rouched the infinire. -Georges Bataille, L'impossible Ah, that l were dark and nocturnal! How l would suck at the breasts of light! ... Oh, it is only you, you dark ones, you nocturnal ones, who create warmth out of that which shines. Ir is only you who drink milk and refreshment out of the udders of light. -Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra An interminable rise, imperceptible but executed without hesitation, an upheaval, a light, supple tension as far as the extremity of its own termination, which does not stop it but raises it up again and suddenly gathers it in, colors and darkens it, puckers and wrinkles it meticulously so as to resolve its rising form in the perfect, symmetrical replica of a mouth stretched open and relaxed in order to pronounce the word that stands alone-the breast-in the naked presence, outside and far beyond all language, of arise that itself is accomplished in itself, appeased, by a light, mobile lift-an accomplishment always in progress, constantly repeating itself not the cold roundness of the sphere of being, nor the insidious curve of the symbol, neither the one nor the other but their parallel, catallel,
aug 22, 2025, 2:39 pm • 3 0 • view
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Cominsitu @cominsitu.bsky.social

Dude that’s my PHD

aug 22, 2025, 3:18 pm • 1 0 • view
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Caleb Ward @calebw.bsky.social

Filing this away for my future project on "Middle-aged White Guy Epistemology"

aug 22, 2025, 3:20 pm • 1 0 • view