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Wishes for the power to be

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Is the dream merely the virtuality of life, en the sense that it seems to have the qualities of reality without the virtues of concrete impact?

Is the real, in the sense of the act, necessarily superior to it in terms of efficiency? Do we really have more and more of this 'second life' that has always resided in our brains but is still in its infancy as an actual 'product' in the palm of our hands? And what are the links between this dream and its virtuality and the desire to exist that we all have?
But we still have to distinguish, and this is the whole point, between active desire and passive desire in the sense that Spinoza, whom I have yet to discover, seems to have defined it.

https://www.philolog.fr/le-desir-comme-puissance-detre-spinoza/

Vast ontological questions to get the year off to a good start, or the simple interrogations of a teenager still searching after half a century of existence?

Unless, in the opinion of the nastiest materialists, it's more a question of an eternally adolescent search?

No doubt, however, I have little other background material left at the end of my journey. And that's just as well for me, because I've had to unravel and unravel a lot of tangled threads that made up my prison and my baggage, and yet weren't mine.

A thwarted fruit, scabbed by an upbringing disrespectful of my nature, a counterfeit bonsai under the yoke of a terrorist mind lovingly terrorising, I wouldn't have enough of my life to straighten my branches towards their natural orientation, which no doubt no longer exists.

So what can I wish myself at the dawn of 2013, when I feel that, year in, year out, I have freed myself from my most substantial fetters, and I intend to bid farewell to the prison of an obsolete envelope and welcome my landing on earth? Landing I should say, because it's more in orbit around myself than on an infinite sea that I've been sequestered and modified by this untimely or, to say the least, inappropriate education. Of course there will always be visible after-effects, I'm aware of that, but it doesn't matter, they're just the scum of the earth.

There's no room for triumphalism here; while 2013 is, for me, the year of liberation, it is above all the culmination of a long process, the first snippets of which were revealed 20 years ago with the making of a video entitled « The Sort of Animals ».

This solitary adventure of over two years of filming and editing was the first time I had given myself the opportunity to apprehend my body. This permission, snatched from the censors who kept my psyche under guard, was the most generous gift I ever gave myself. I brought back from that first journey a trophy that I still wear today, not around my neck but as a good luck charm: my penis, living proof of my physical existence in the tangible world.

Although I had only limited power over events, I did have the power to get hard, and it seemed to me that this simple 'gesture' had much more than a sexual or reproductive function for a boy.

It was a simple and forgotten expression of the joy of being alive, much more than the war symbolism with which it was too systematically associated. I'm talking here about the penis, the real organ that we boys live with every day, just like girls with their vulva and its many states; not the phallus.

Too ignorant of philosophy to venture any further, I'll stop this post at the simple observation I made at the time, that to be alive was to be desiring, but not without having drawn some substance from it for my New Year's greetings. For while I don't intend to deny myself the benefit of it, it is to you, readers passing through, friends, sympathisers, spectators, partners of all kinds and fellow human beings, that I dedicate this account and this little sharing of my states.

David Noir Production 2013 | Wishes for the power of being | Visual © David Noir
David Noir Production 2013 | Vœux pour la puissance d'être | Visual © David Noir

So I wish us wise happiness, active freedom, a desire to live and to Be that is powerfully understood. Because, after all, life is not just an anecdote, and we should not allow every moment to be thoughtlessly put through the mill of our own negligence. Because it would be a shame to die without having tested the limits of your engine. Because there's more to life than just watching your aspirations unfold in your dreams and allowing those of others to be imposed on you in the real world. Because the structures of our own imaginary world need to be properly analysed to give substance to a clear desire, and there is nothing more beneficial to our being than to realise the aspirations of a well-understood desire.

So we have to want to act, first and foremost on ourselves and our preconceptions, because all lives are conceivable and we have the power to make them exist at least in representation in our eyes, even if none of us will ever be able to live them all. And it is the quality and nature of these representations and the fantasies associated with them that are the problem.

So let's start by picturing, as concretely as possible, all the representations of every human variety, sexual, behavioural, cultural and ethnic: fags, dykes, bi's, straight people of every stripe, Amish with 12 children, children themselves, the disabled, the sick and the elderly, but also belligerent fascists, disgraceful paedophiles, criminals of every stripe, women, men, blacks, whites, Arabs, Indians, Asians... stop!

Yes, as difficult as it may seem and whatever our opinions, if they are truly ours; whatever our repulsions, our disgusts, our beliefs and our attractions, we could try, by way of a wish, to be able from time to time - at the turn of a hasty reflection, at the beginnings of a regrettable impulse - to have the ability to enter for a few minutes into the skin of the other.

Not to flagellate ourselves for being who we are, but simply to dissociate our necessities and their imperative need to prevail, from the idea of an abusive morality that would sanctify itself as being legitimate and good in itself. If everyone has to fight to defend their side, let it be done properly and in an intellectually honest way. That wouldn't suspend the struggles, but it might make them more tolerable to wage.

It's true that joy is also very relative, depending on the point of view of those who feel it. But expressing the essence of who we are with less hypocrisy and taboo on a daily basis would also help to promote clarity in each individual and, by the same token, a better overall 'atmosphere'. At the price of some introspection and a bit of social irritation ("euphemism!" as the late Maître Capello would have said), changes would take place in circles of proximity and would more naturally penetrate the rampart of families from which nothing must ever filter outside. These famous families, which we would like to deny the right to create to social groups other than the 'norm' in the name of a supremacy that is still very difficult to identify, are the ones that hold, in every country in the world and much more than governments, the power not to swallow up childhood and therefore to generate healthy individuals because they are not forcibly moulded.

Let's not forget that the largest and most effective propaganda training camp is not in Pakistan or North Africa. It is at the heart of every family "cell" in every "nuclear" family.

So many homes, yes, but how many arson attacks on tortured individuals?

So for 2013, I also hope that the family as we know it will finally begin its liberation, as is perhaps taking shape. As for the rest, I'll keep a few of my wishes for next year...

Best wishes

and... happy new year

David Noir

David Noir, performer, actor, author, director, singer, visual artist, video maker, sound designer, teacher... carries his polymorphous nudity and his costumed childhood under the eyes and ears of anyone who wants to see and hear.

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  1. Philippe Savoir

    The "ball of racism" is looking good at the start of the new year 😉 and shiny too! We're proud to be in your hands sometimes and to awkwardly utter the words of such a beautiful mind! Kisses

  2. David Noir

    Hi hi ^_^

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