Last written thing that mangled your swede good and proper?
Have you ever had the experience of reading something and feeling the contours of your mind shifting? It's like having your view of the world or yourself forcibly rearranged, mangled, twisted... That slightly vertagious feeling where a writer is really messing with your head/messing with the world. An almost physical response to ideas.
I had that reading Ronnie Laing. I had that reading Philip K. Dick. Had that reading Sylvia Plath. Semiotics does that. Far reaches of psychology does that.
The unsettling nature of ideas that makes you want to throw the book into the corner of the room and shout "Stop it, jst stop messing with the stability of my thought!"
Does anyone else get that, and what writing does it?



