The future of illusion contemporary

Abstract

"I got the tongue blocked": a more or less habitual expression, uttered countless times in various contexts, which wants to evoke (participating in something of the catachresis) a place that can actually be written. To a writing that goes even beyond that place, it seems to us, points Lacan; to a writing in which words are absent and thus merge a discourse that, from that absence, presents only letters: towards that beyond, we insist, Lacan seems to be oriented. Understand: that the misunderstanding that is lodged in the words, that the imagery, that the equivocal thought that they carry out, that all this is absent; that, in short, the possibility of the signifier's own translation be absent and that it appear in this way, that it be so only the consistency of the letter is present. And yes, by mentioning what before we introduced in terms of Lacanian logic we have resorted to prudence, to the collection, let's say now, better, that that reservation refers above all to the term logic and that the Lacanian qualifier already complies in part with the caution expressed, producing a distancing that is revealed as necessary. We must now specify the distance, since –as Kuri insists throughout the essay we have mentioned– if this alleged logic (which is not a new logic, which is not another logic either) responds to a direction outlined by questions such as the navel of the dream, the death drive, enjoyment, castration, the other sex; If the direction is outlined through these notions that, to a greater or lesser degree, never cease to be elusive, then it could hardly be one (or the other, or a new) logic, but the style (and soon we will return on what this term implies in psychoanalysis), in the way in which the testimony of the path of the signifier highlights something in the dimension of the word, thus indicating what is less logical than logical insufficiency.