Books are there to amaze us: Mark Horvath and Adam Lovasz have certainly done that. I'm not sure I've read a more paranoiacally invigorating and inclusive text since Negarestani's Cyclonopedia. This book is a wonderful mashup of critique and mysticism, deconstruction and speculative realism. It's like Dialectic of Enlightenment on bad acid and crammed with scientific research. The reach of scholarship in here amazes me: we've got OOO and Deleuze, but we also have Lyotard and Irigaray and Blanchot. This book is an invaluable polemic against the idea that breaking down...
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Books are there to amaze us: Mark Horvath and Adam Lovasz have certainly done that. I'm not sure I've read a more paranoiacall...
Night seeps into daylight, unleashing blood-thirsty haecceities. Instead of merely lacerating its victims, the Thing absorbs them into its interiority, revealing that things are always already surface manifestations of the Thing itself. Form cannot survive absorption. That which was scattered shall be unified. Between night and day, there is death. To reach the daylight of night, the moonlit-absence, we must destroy ourselves, dying into the black light. After intentionality, all we find are "formless materials and immaterial forms."
Night seeps into daylight, unleashing blood-thirsty haecceities. Instead of merely lacerating its victims, the Thing absorbs them into its interiority...
