The 'love of something' : a certain vector of desire, a pirouette away, spirit spiraling towards an absent, dispossessed, missing, not-of-the-self. The super-signifying richness of coupling concepts (doubles, folds, connective motions) operates intravenom putting puntang in the clan, flipping Lady Dis, gigapuncturing receptacles, and shelving their shelf-life: more you don't continker, Mr. residing ant of the world. more you don't extra-flatulate your logic-lips:  needs: expressible, often biological; who can pin them down?
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