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AN INTERROGATION OF THE "REAL" IN ALL ITS GUISES



Hamm: What's happening?
Clov: Something is taking its course.
Beckett




Thursday, 19 September 2013

Take care

O man, take care!
What does the deep midnight declare?
"I was asleep—From a deep dream I woke and swear:
—The world is deep,
Deeper than day had been aware.
Deep is its woe—Joy—deeper yet than agony:
Woe implores: Go!
But all joy wants eternity—Wants deep, wants deep eternity."

Nietzsche, Zarathustra

Wednesday, 18 September 2013

Marion on silence before God

"Moreover, not keeping silent concerning God can be taken in several ways: (a) First, obviously, it can be taken in the sense of pious chattering, or supposedly such, since it often joins rampant heresy with invalidity; we simply mention this for the record."

Ha ha!  I'm still laughing...

Monday, 16 September 2013

Derrida on Negative Theology

"Negative theology-> to record the referential transcendence of language: to say God, such as he is, beyond his images, beyond this idol that being still can be, beyond what is said, seen, or known of him; to respond to the true name of God, to the name to which God corresponds beyond the name that we know him by or hear.  It is to this end that the negative procedure refuses, denies, rejects all the inadequate attributes.  It does so in the name of truth and in order to hear the name of a just voice."

Sauf le nom

Saturday, 14 September 2013

Re-collection

People disappeared, reappeared, made plans to go somewhere, and then lost each other, searched for each other, then found each other a few feet away.

—  F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

Friday, 13 September 2013

Sam Harris contra Theism


(He doesn't demolish it.. but he puts a dent in it with the help of some older critiques)
Update: We're down to 6.6 million under the age of 5 deaths per year now, or 18,000 deaths a day UNICEF/WHO.

Thursday, 12 September 2013

The question

"The question whether we believe, and as believers truly know God, and know God truly, is far too radical and shattering for us to be able to direct it seriously to ourselves." 

Karl Barth, CD 2.1

Monday, 9 September 2013

For tomorrow we die

“Everyone praises the endurance of the ascetic, but no one appreciates the stamina of the hedonist. To laugh until the throat burns and smoke a cigar to soothe it, to black out but not pass out, to love without climax, to be immortal in the moment – what stoic has such fortitude?”

Bauvard

Saturday, 7 September 2013

Hypocrite

hypo- under
krinein- decide/sift

Hypocrite: one who is under-decided.

Samuel Johnson once pointed out that a hypocrite isn't one who has a firm conviction and yet fails to follow through with it.  There may be good reasons why someone is not able to live up to their own principles.  A hypocrite, rather (following the more original construction), is someone who cannot decide between convictions, someone who has a difficult time "sifting" the arguments and coming to a decision.  There is a sense of indeterminacy in the word that doesn't yet have the negative moral quality attached to it by later usage.  In fact the hypocrite was one who often provoked this indecision in others.  The ancient Greek hypocrite was an actor.  What experience did the hypocrite provoke in the audience?: a hypocrisis (modern: hypocrisy).  Every act of deciding is preceded by a crisis.  Avoiding the crisis by deferring the act of decision altogether was not a legitimate option.  The intention to decide was signalled not only by entering into the theatre environment, but by remaining in one's place within the theatre, by accepting the coming crisis.  We all take our exits eventually.. but while we choose to remain, the possibility -the inevitability- of a crisis also remains.

Tuesday, 3 September 2013

Aude Vivere!


I came into the world full of blue-eyed wonder.  At least that's the way an infant seems to me now.. The world is full of wonder, and suffering, and joy, and multitudinous things.  Each step I take is a wonder.  It is also a step closer to the end.  But I don't hold this against the stepping, or against the end.  We all know this is just the way it is.. the way all nature manifests itself, grows, reproduces, and declines.  These are just general categories of experience.. they have no power to determine anything.  The categories are passive observers.  We alone, we flesh and blood, are able to truly live and imbue categories with meaning, these ones anyway.  Carpe Diem is not the phrase to use here.  It is the sign of a male impotency, a taking by force what one does not have the ability to embody.  Rather, be seized by the day.. Dare to live!

When I was a boy I would visit my grandfather near the Lake of Bays.  Behind his house a path wound its way up a hill, through a broad-leafed forest, and into an open field.  In this field grew an apple tree.  It has been 30 years since I was last there.  The memory is faded around the edges, like an old treasure map.  I can remember the tree still, and my father, and the feeling of summer warmth.  I remember too my grandfather, though he has since passed away, following the swirling path of the leaves that once surrounded his home.  Life is incredibly brief.  It is a stroke of luck if you are able to fill it with joy and love.  It is a wonder.  Sometimes I can barely stand all the wonder.