No one sings because they hope one day to appear in an opera; we sing because our lungs are full of joy. It’s wonderful to listen to a great performance, but it’s even more wonderful to encounter happy vagabonds in the street, who can’t stop singing because their hearts are full of joy. Nor do happy vagabonds expect any monetary reward for their efforts. They don’t know the meaning of effort. No one can be paid to give of their joy, it’s always freely given. [x] …this is because the signifier is a unique unit of being which, by its very nature, is the symbol of an absence. This is why we cannot say that, like other objects, the letter must be or not be somewhere but rather that, unlike them, it will be and it will not be where it is, wherever it goes. [xi] Let me emphasize here that such a form of communication is not absent in us, however evanescent the natural pregivenness of objects may be due to the disintegration they undergo through the use of symbols. [xii] Sarah Butler wordservents/2013/06/the-intrasubjective-reality/
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