This amoeba describes a libido which is not solely my libido, but a force, an external force. For the amoeba, movement is not movement, but simply a way of being because it does not move though space but simply is. The concept of space is obliterated by the amoeba’s virtual omnipotence. Also, it is sexless and through its sexlessness, immortal. It survives every division. Every attack on its body can only accomplish reproduction, asexual, but effective nonetheless. As it is for the amoeba, so for the libido.