A rustic spring, a little fire,
amid white clouds;
We sit and drink fragrant tea,
admiring this mountain.
Below the cliff our boat is tied,
but we can't bear to leave;
Flowing water in a green stream
murmurs at dusk.
"The Hegelian Wound"
moderated by Avital Ronell
(I hope Zizek hates the taoist overtones, above ! :) ;)
A talk delivered in September 2014