2.

Latitude lays me horizontal.

Falling through me are the days that have stopped counting.

Lucky to be here at all.

1.

So this is what it means to be in one’s prime.

Looking for the one I will be divisible by

other than myself.

I carry my hex inside me, an anagram, unsolvable.

I observed that, whilst I thus wished to think that all was false, it was absolutely necessary that I, who thus thought, should be somewhat; and as I observed that this truth, I think, hence I am, was so certain and of such evidence, that no ground of doubt, however extravagant, could be alleged by the Sceptics capable of shaking it, I concluded that I might, without scruple, accept it as the first principle of the Philosophy of which I was in search.In the next place, I attentively examined what I was, and as I observed that I could suppose that I had no body, and that there was no world nor any place in which I might be; Descartes: Discourse on Method. Part IV

Karmakar shows just himself or representations of himself.

Why are his images so disturbing? Is it even possible to say or write this?

Do we have any logical insight, which helps us to express this affection?

Yes and No.

Yes, because we are challenged to make something with this strange tongue of Karmakar. It looks like everybody`s tongue. May be at bit thicker, lustful or fleshy than other tongues, but it is a tongue which everybody is familiar with, at least. At least everybody or nearly everybody has a tongue. Everybody uses this tongue eating, speaking, kissing.

But not everybody uses his tongue to caress and licker himself. This is analogic to Descartes.

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To what kind of intuition are we invited by Karmakar?

What are we asked to do? In analogy to the Cartesian formular we are invited to perform something. Does Karmakar want us to use our tongue and to start licking, caressing, eating ourselves in the way we see on his images?

Descartes and Karmakar share something. Descartes presents himself as gentle, calm author who is aware of its own limits, his limits of reasoning and knowing truths. Descartes writes elegantly that he does not want to convince, but that he invites to intuit his argumentations. Descartes calls his text a fable, a fiction and a painting. Karmarkar shares this elegance. He paints himself, he writes about himself, and invites to look at his images. He does not say or show more or less, just himself or a representation of himself.

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