movingalways wrote:This relates to what I was saying to Alex about living of one's conscience rather than by the manifestos or doctrines of others. Causality is at work in both instances, but for the one who is living of their subject-object enlightenment, there is a clarity and purity of expression that does not exist in the scenario wherein one must stop to consider societal laws, norms and expectations.
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I will take the above as my entry-point. Where to begin? The more that I think about things, the closer I feel I move toward the centre of an inexplicable problem.
What happens when the metaphysical model with and upon which a civilisation has constructed itself suddenly collapses? A metaphysical model is a picture, a conception, a 'metaphysical dream' through which one orients oneself, in a total sense, to Reality. Invisible roots extending cosmically and nourished through *meaning*.
In our case---Occidentals---the structure, the woof and weft, the underpinning, the over-arching picture, came to be seen as based in fantasy, in unreliable story. From Adam and Eve right up to Pilate's interview and acid comments to the Incarnated Messiah. Poof. Up in smoke. But the most significant aspect of this was not that the story was toppled, but rather that the metaphysics which the stories expressed, as children's stories express higher truths, began no longer to function.
But Western humanism, and indeed the very self of Western man, had been constructed on the basis of this metaphysic as well as the specific stories. This is no light matter. Although it follows logically that such a thing has happened, time and again perhaps, throughout the universe or multiverses, we are living in the aftermath of the dissolution, the rupture, the breaking apart, of a unified conceptual model. It seems to be the case that if indeed this was what Nietzsche was on about: feeling it, seeing it, prognosticating where it would lead and what would come of it, it makes great sense to me that he opted for madness. (And some say that he did opt for it, but that is another matter).
If the whole project of Occidental Civilisation is, in fact, a false step, based on a false platform, amounting to a false footing, then when it collapses, one collapses back into:
1) void, nihil, chaos, the pagan abyss---meaning the local and non-universal pagan vision which is myopia,
or
2) a required project of redefining, re-articulating, what will have to be a 'non-human' metaphysic, since Hyperman Yahweh and His Projects, His battles against the thwarting Barbarians, has come to a standstill. Do we retreat to a finer, original metaphysic (Atlantis), or advance to it as an Unknown Country? (Heh heh: promised land).
This Yahweh---cruel to be kind, in kindness that is concentrated cruelty---became the human face of Occidental humanism. But with Yahweh and His Child gone up in smoke (with a terrible counterpoint in the ovens of Auschwitz, at least for any 'sensitive modern'), there is no longer a warm human face but only the terrifying Universe that stares back through dead yes, eyes of fathomless and terrifying blackness, utterly cold, and chillingly luminous as the bare starred sky.
Man recoils in psychosis.
The Occidental self---our own self---was constructed from Pagan-Judeo-Greco-Christian alchemy. We have so many faces: Classical faces, Biblical faces, Shakespearian faces. The Occidental achievement, in a significant sense, has much to do with the gestation and the creation of these faces, these possibilities of personality.
Even the Simpson's faces, or telenovela faces, all dramatic faces, or the faces of man when he reduces himself to the absurd, the degenerate, the totally trivial, are still fallings-away from the classical faces, the face of Occidental personality. To be a real Occidental human is to have a 'significant face' as the 'faceless' matter less. Isn't that a curious thing? Three thousand plus persons were annihilated in 9/11, one million 'faceless' in the US attack on Iraq, but it is the face-ful who also have memory. Their loss is as real as their faces are real.
We possess these faces and inhabit them. They allow us, even these degenerated modernist and corrupted faces, a vessel for being. But as degeneration progresses we become more and more superficial, more ridiculous, more valueless, more expendable, contemptible, until each ridiculous face is carried along by a valueless and polluted body, some biological carnage, a mess, a waste. And it begins to be understood that such a level of being is unworthy of life. And thus we assign ourselves, perhaps unconsciously, to deserved annihilation.
The point---if I can be seen as having a valid point---is that the humanism of the human suffered a very hard blow, and the human of humanism became ... a monster.
The Grammar of Self-Intolerance is the necessary cage we have had constructed, have constructed around our fearsome self.
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talk on Heidegger and 'deaths ontology'. Have I tricked myself? Am I Bowden-struck? I think he is really quite good. And I don't sense him as a Jew-Hater.
If we really really REALLY got the bottom of true metaphysical 'reality', what would we
really discover? Would it comfort us like a baby's blanket or cause us to utterly freeze up?