Žižek on Love, on form

I’ve not posted anything on Žižek for a while so here goes:

I’ve been thinking of what Žižek might be like without Lacan. Possibly like the landscape in the PK Dick story where all turns to a cloudy nonethingness – the absence of the symbolic. Or perhaps a new lucidity.

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