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Writing to a writer is like drinking to a drunk.
Hope your snake enjoys eating its own tail...?
Longsword good on this condition of the closed loop.
The mind, being its own prisoner and gaoler, is not capable of freeing itself from itself.
Would be interesting to know what you make of Longsword.
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TOBH I kind of recoil from the relentless rational discussing of reality. I think it very easily becomes a worse than pointless wallowing in words. This very sense of reality is to me a kind of rational slave state, whether this is a manifesation of the Celtness of my being & culture, I dunno.
That referring to the linked blog.
If one feels a slave in their own mind, that could the be sign of a depressive illness.
It's the enslavement to reason that I find incompatible. The self following in the train of what it imagines to be its logic. Related post here. The Celts and Their Aversion to Straight Lines.
Is simply experiencing being alive so difficult?
Aristotle replies: “Virtue makes the goal right, practical wisdom the things leading to it.”
E. M. Cioran once considered in a book called 'The Temptation to Exist" (and I paraphrase) how it was not actually possible for western man now to escape from his enthrallment to and in the conceptual apparatue by trying to disengage himself from, and abandon, that apparatus. Rather this could only lead to nihilism and further empty brokenness.
Basically, as I see it, the point is that we have committed ourselves to the logocentric enterprise and we now need to work our way through it in order to break free from it. The alternative can only result in brain nullity, stupor, and an abdication of our higher being entirely to forces of advancing entropy and disntegration.
Just becasue we are over-cerebrelised does not mean, however, that the remedy is to abandon the rational quest; it's just that reason has to be balanced by other somatic, emotional and spiritual qualities that have been lost sight of in the past 500 years or so.
In my opinion, Longsword believes similarly, though I have actually not this to him himself.
According to my brother I might be one eigth Celt..not sure..maybe more.
I'm not wholly decided as to the good or bad of this rational progress towards truth, but my instinctive feeling ver much accords with Krishnamurti that consciousness is simoply to be experienced in the now. This is a diametric opposite of nihilism, which is the bowing down of the self to reason, & this pushed to its rational conclusion, which is the falling to dust of all sense of truth; in this case, the use of reason itself.
For me, I see it as the desire to elucidate oneself in terms of rational theorems, or points & then one comes to knwo oneself. Which assumes that one is not oneself to begin with. Which is naturally absurd. That one's consciousness in its true nature can in any sense be reduced to linguistic statements which then mirror this consciousness back on itself, whereby it comes to know itself, similarly I find absurd. The rational progress path is one of delusional slavery; assuming oneself to be other than oneself. I think life is something far more organic and alive than can meaningfully be reduced to concrete abstract formulae...a piece of music can't meaningfully be reduced to a rational version of itself, so how could the endlesly more elusive life and self be? And the self that imagines it can is on a search for dead false certainty.
Yes, I totally agree:
Especially with this line:
'That one's consciousness in its true nature can in any sense be reduced to linguistic statements which then mirror this consciousness back on itself, whereby it comes to know itself, similarly I find absurd.'
I was talking more for Wesetrn civilisation as a whole than for specific individuals who have already grasped the potentiality fo the oceanic vastness outside of rational formulae.
I'm not so dogmatic as could possibly be interpreted either, & perhaps the progression path at the kind of macro civilization level is embodies within Blake's line "If the fool would persist in his folly, he would become wise." Then again he might destroy everything within his power.
You both sound like reactionary escapees from empiricism.
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