Ethics and Aesthetics (Part 2)

To create a cypher is to create a border object. A mediation, from the media. In Being, media and brush may become one. Delueze was right to have said that all is immanent and in order for something be transcendent it still must project itself upon this plain of immanence*. A cypher is just that. Like untying a three-dimensional knot in four dimensions. A cypher is just this, a node, one that is not a tangled mess of connections but a fluid stroke, that is: all at once intersecting but not overlapping.

For us it is ourself, for ourself, that is the node and we see ourselves in true relation to the other, when we translate it, we share it. But it is not a true translation, like all translations something is lost, but something is also gained, communication. But a cypher to which only the other is the key, and where the secret is kept from none and all (This is why Deleuze argues for the multiple, if there be ignorance then we share in it).
Mediation has been accomplished in many ways that have created false modes of communication, and hidden simulacra (Baudrillard's not Delueze's) indeed masking "profound realities". Martin Buber shows us that responsibility is both the ability to respond, the responsibility to respond, but responsbility in responding. Inauthentic communication kills society and, in a very real way, it kills people. It creates apathy. Not hate, no, hate is just love in a different direction (for better or worse), apathy allows for no revolution. Is not just stillness without movement but it is movement without stillness, its root is busybodiness. Our answer to boredom has become a fake inauthentic thing. Like a phony it is worthy of nothing.

But there is hope, these "profound realties" are cyphers, some of them even antinomes. It is not singular reality, but manifold, seperated but shared. Sharing is, in truth, recieving. The recieving of life, transcending the natural, the cogizable, the speakable, the readable, the writable; the unexpressable wonder, but imbued within everything. And as such, when we express the unexpressable, we recieve that life in order to do so we become authentic and open. Ceci n'est pas une pipe. (but it is a picture of a pipe). The expressed is a picture of that which unexpressable, just as a cypher is an immanent expression of transcedence. In a sense it is what the outer later of immanence is made out of, cyphers. Delueze calls them concepts, and like the wolves, and the Wolfman they are always near the edge, in fact, they make up the edge. They are indeed a piece of immanence if all is flat, for then all is made of the same thing and is "immanent to nothing" (emphasis mine).

*Edwin Abbot's Flatland is good justification that and any such intersection would be as a sphere to flatland; myself as A. Sqaure am surely sceptical of the Sphere while I remain immanent. Looks like a circle to me