>>487Some clarifications which may dispel the apparently cross purposes here: by "content" I mean
material content, as in spooks are spectral forms that lack any material content, literal Ideas much like Plato conjured to subsume all the unique particularities of and around us; and by the self, I mean precisely this
idea of the self, this abstraction, this fixed concept of who and what you are and how you understand yourself in identitarian, categorical terms which petrify you into yet another Being in the world (or Being-in-the-world) rather than yet another object ever in the process of Becoming. So the self is a spook because there is no fixed identity to which we can refer in describing the contents of "I", there is no identity to which we can
affix the "I"; the self, the concrete creative nothing we call the unique, is a content without form because it is not an idea but a body in space, a body which itself is utterly unique beyond the confines of any formal model. This content
is the creative nothing, a nothing that does not mean merely empty, but rather that from which everything springs — and so that which contains everything. There is no form for this content because this content is the content of all existence. Or, to put it in more Marxian terms:
<The self is for us not a
state of affairs which is to be established, an
ideal to which reality will have to adjust itself. We call the self the
real movement which abolishes the present state of things. The conditions of this movement result from the premises now in existence.
Perhaps my largest problem with sustaining this "egoist" language of and about Stirner is that it fundamentally no longer works once both the
ego and the ideology which is constructed therefrom (the
-ist) have been exposed as spooks as well. For me, I am
not an egoist
because I am Stirnerian in my thinking. I reject the identity, the framework, altogether as insufficient to capture what it means to be a creative nothing and to seek to liberate that creative nothing from all that fetters it — to liberate
me from all that fetters
me. Indeed, such language
constrains me as a creative nothing by limiting my ability to communicate myself
except in terms which have been so thoroughly abused a
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