'Like a sewn-up skin with salt'1 near-recognizing the sea: An idiot Body without Organs threatened and tempted by becoming (listening, whispering) sea-ghost.

摘要

This is an autoethnographic study of the precariousness and ambiguity of what Deleuze and Guattari deem a Body without Organs. It is a study of how I personally balance, teeter, and slip between striated society and a mystical smoothness (the oceanic) as a Body without Organs. In Deleuze-Guattarian fashion, I draw heavily from literature to develop terminologies and context. Moreover, I make the argument that to make a Body without Organs involves a distinctly human responsibility within a distinctly human communication, that to reject the instability of the Body without Organs (by becoming too striated or too smooth) is to reject how we communicate as humans and to reject the human condition, itself.;1 This phrase is taken from author John Hawkes' Death, Sleep, & the Traveler, as quoted in Guzlowski (2004, p. 32).