I left the theatre thinking: I reckon this is kind of what Deleuze and Guattari want us to do. Their calls to becoming direct us exactly to this kind of experimental engagement with our own subjectivities. Mowgli's journey is one of creative self-transformation, in which he overcomes ‘from-the-packet’ forms of subjectivity.
I’ve come to think that my running body is—when it is working well—a body without organs. I have to follow the steps Deleuze and Guattari describe. I first produce a surface on which it is possible to circulate the intensities I desire: the rhythmic jolting, the contracting and relaxing of muscles, the heat and sweat and stink pouring out of skin.