Ann Arbor will always be my dream pool without water.

Look, I’m saying stuff about stuff, specifically the Francis Bacon at the Detroit Art Institute. I’m pointing out the point in the work at which the catastrophe begins. I’m with Scott Ellis, Charla Ferguson, Candy Chang, and jamesreeves.co took the picture.

Irreducible ambiguity is the sacred product of the death drive. Death drive is the alchemical principle that transforms the profane into the sacred by loving the profane. The love at the center of death drive is the love of the invaluable, or what cannot be valued or transacted.

Freud‘s death drive accords with Heidegger‘s Present-At-Hand intention because of their mutual lack of value, neither are useful nor transactable. Obtaining either is to get nothing, which was Lacan’s formulation of love as “giving what you don’t have to someone who doesn’t want it.”

The excess of Homo Economicus’s intentions are Homo Religiosus’s intention for the unintended, which is the sacred transcendence of the Freudian Death Drive because Homo Religiosus drives for what transcends Homo Economicus’s profane, instrumentalized, transactional intentions.

Irreducible ambiguity is both the horror and the bliss of what cannot be intended, but what has been given as intentional aboutness. The unintentional withdraws from instrumentalize aboutness but is present to “loving awareness,” because love is about the invaluable rather than the transactional.