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The Humpty Dumpty of tradition has fallen off the wall. God is dead. Modernism attempts to put the pieces back together again, although presumably in a way that is more rational and just. Like the King's men and horses it inevitably fails -- the process of constructing and falling anew only accelerates. Finally, postmodernism gives up. It "plays with the pieces." The modernists and old traditionalists snort in disgust. It seems to be pure nihilism.
But then something magical occurs. The pieces begin to organize themselves. A complex, chaotic order forms its own patterns, without centre and without control.
This is where ALP flows. This is the fully anarchic free market gift economy of the Gaian mind bound to replace all modernist models, both capitalist and socialist, of attempted economic and political control.
This involves a new paradigm of language, one discovered in the Wake. Beyond Ferdinand Saussure's view of language, taken up by the structuralists and the post-structuralists, as being a synchronic network of difference is his disconcerting discovery of hidden anagramic layers of meaning throughout Latin and other poetry. From this, he reluctantly realized that the emergence of unintentional meaning might well up and be present within all texts. This is ALP. This is what is beyond the post-modern.
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What would this actually look like? How would we distinguish between a 'complex, chaotic order forming its own patterns' and chaos? Isn't this what's been happening all along, modernism et al. being equivalent to standing in a river with a marker pen attempting to draw a grid on the surface of flowing water?
The ceasless back and forth on whether Trump has a plan's had me thinking about this sort of thing too. Do we learn anything new from continuing to focus on the man and his potential motivations or should we disregard his intent and anything he might say and instead focus purely on his material impact and the patterns and structures emerging around him?
Perhaps he's such a pronounced site of instability we won't be able to discern any sort of pattern until he becomes history.
Anyone feel the pieces are organising themselves? If so, what patterns do you see?