Simin azarpour is a video artist and  poet from Iran. Simin has a background in literature.
Her interests reside in Feminism and gender studies.
Simin has been working on digital art and glitch art as a method of resistance against the social and political problems in her environment.

 


Pain is a critical component of trauma, the primary mode of the claim of reason, when there is a longing to express something inexpressible. To see pain as a language, pain has its own semiotics. As it passes through thresholds  between violence and trauma, violence and power, it maps the Totalization of the Immanent on the prefigurations of virtuality. It Bounds and Unbounds between the morphological and dredged zones of Indistinctions and Inevitable transcendence. As it crawls upon the body, the body enters the space that has other virtualities—the morphogenic invariances that have yet to be  politically over-coded.
World-forming of the pain, alters the distinction between ‘in the world’ and ‘no world’, the human/animal distinction. By hunting the human as human animal, it is the Dehumanization of horror, which is the human/human relation. It carries the dark becoming. A critical threshold of plasticity of no exit from that which is called subjectivity.
The pain re-grounds the Desire. It Is a torsion between the human and nonhuman on a molecular level.


Human becomes "me" in the definition.  In the birth of the "I" pain is the main element.  The "I" is all in the making.  Pain grows with "I".  Pain and the "I" are interacting along the way, as a whole.  The experience of pain in "grief" then takes on a new form.  And the "I" is in the midst of suffering and pain
 "Thinking human"               
                                                                      
                                                                                                                     
 The word comes low                                                                                 
 Not a word                                                                                                 
 The scream between

the       Pale thought                                                                                              
of                      game trap                                                                                       
Tears, anger                                                                                               
 Time stands          
                                                                                                                                                                        .

In the birth of the "I" pain is the main element.  The "I" is all in the making.  Pain grows with "I".  Pain and the "I" are interacting along the way, as a whole.

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