January 28th, EMBODIMENT

All I have left is this site. And I feel the end may approach; I will do my best to fill out today's entry, and tomorrow I shall hopefully be able to conclude. I need rest.

I wish to continue with the essay I read yesterday.

It establishes that we experience life through the usage of things, and those things lie at the heart of our identities, intrinsically linked -- a violinist for instance, would no longer be a violinist were the instrument to be taken from him. This all links up to the body schema, which is the system that makes up the body, with its parts and senses -- and to this schema we add appendages of tools. This is of course not just limited to small tools, but also our living spaces. We live and breathe in the space, and the space begins to live and breathe with us (McMahon, 2014). Much like how Freddy Kreuger embodies the nightmare realm, I suppose. He is invading us with his space, creating a tension of overlapping bodies. The sexuality of it all is something I could likely have touched upon (Freudian slip?), but I have not felt particularly attracted to it as a topic. Perhaps for a future date.

And with that connection comes the fear of both losing it, and its inherent violation upon us. Where do we go if our home is destroyed?

The breakdown of the house is paralleled to the breakdown of ourselves. It removes the borders between us and the danger of the outside and forces us to think of our condition as beings that dwell and the "essential homelessness" which characterises us (McMahon, 2014).