Rendezvous
15 March 11 : 01.57 AM
I remember my own castration quite clearly. It did involve a 'cut', but the castration of which I speak had nothing to do with real genitalia, something to do with speaking, and everything to do with a severed relationship to - everything itself. Four years old, unselfconsciously at play in a small backyard, I suddenly withdrew from myself in my own perception, looked down at myself as if from above, and heard myself being put into words thinking: 'No, you're not all that -- you're only that.'