The Invisible Committee: an openly secret society, a public conspiracy, an instance of anonymous subjectivation, whose name is everywhere and headquarters nowhere, the experimental-revolutionary polarity of the Imaginary Party The Invisible Committee: not a revolutionary organization, but a higher level of reality, a metaphysical territory of secession with all the magnitude of a whole world of its own, the playing area where positive creation alone can accomplish the great emigration of the economy from the world. IT’S A FICTION THAT’S MADE ITS REALITY REAL. All the elsewheres that we could have fled to have been liquidated; we can only desert the situation inwardly, by reclaiming our fundamental non-belonging to the biopolitical fabric with a participation on a more intimate, and thus unattributable level, in the strategic community of the Invisible Committee, where an infiltration of society on all levels is being plotted. This desertion is a metamorphosis. The Invisible Committee — the concrete space where our assassination attempts, our writings, gestures, our words, our resemblances, our events circulate: our desertion — transfigures the totality of what we’d accepted as a trade-off, of what we’d endured as our “alienations,” into a infiltration strategy. The Other ceases to possess us: and indeed, possession itself is reversed and becomes gentle. We will conceal our act within a relationship that our powers have not yet attained to. A SECOND DEGREE ACCESS TO EXPERIENCE Experimentation: the practice of freedom, the practice of idleness, opposing the design of a process of emancipation separate from the existence of men, and sending back to their desks all the learned plans and projects of liberation. A kind of Contestation whose authority and methods are not in any way distinct from experience. Taking the possibilities that my situation contains all the way. Revolutionary experimentation, collective-revolutionary experimentation, revolutionary-experimental collectivity carrying out the assumption of finiteness, separation and exposedness as the ecstatic coordinates of existence. The life of he who knows that his appearance and his essence are identical to one another, but not identical to him, cannot be in the world without remembering that he is not of this world, cannot accommodate himself to a community which would be a simple amusement of his solitude in the face of death, — dancing, in total precision, to the death with time, which kills you — THAT’S EXPERIMENTATION. Language, words and gestures: that’s the common home of the placeless. The bond between those that cannot be reduced to the lie of belonging, to a certain plot of land, a certain birthplace. A journey into dispersion and exile, communication that acts upon our essential separation. “Once we’ve spoken, to remain as close as possible in line with what we’d said, so that everything won’t be effectively up in the air, with our words on the one side and ourselves on the other, and with the remorse of separations.” This text is a pact. The protocol for an experimentation now open among deserters. Without anyone noticing, Break ranks. NOW
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