Nietzsche whom I read late was the one who pulled me out of all this. For it is impossible to submit him to such a treatment. He gives you a perverse taste that neither Marx nor Freud have ever given you: the desire for everyone to say simple things in his own name, to speak through affects, intensities,experiences, experiments. To say something in one's own name is very strange, for it is not at all when we consider ourselves as selves, persons, or subjects that we speak in our own name. On the contrary, an individual acquires a true proper name as the result of the most severe operations of depersonalization, when he opens himself to multiplicities that pervade him and to intensities which run right through his whole being.
The depth of what I don't know, the deepness of my own underdevelopment is where I speak from from.
The problem is not one of being this or that in man, but rather one of becoming human, of a universal becoming animal: not to take oneself for a beast, but to undo the human organization of the body, to cut across such and such a zone of intensity in the body, everyone of us discovering the zones which are really his, and the groups, the populations, the species which inhabit him.
Why shouldn't I speak of medicine without being a doctor if I speak of it as a dog?