Saturday, July 14, 2012

Being Human

"How close do we need to come to the truth? There is a narrow ledge on which we can observe that which is addressed in the following quote, but it is not a place to loiter, we must eventually either withdraw or tumble into the abyss. We choose to withdraw, naturally, but we should not withdraw so far that we forget that the ledge exists." ~ Pisces Iscariot, July 2012

This via Archive Fire where you can always find a challenge:

“Full humanness means full fear and trembling, at least some of the waking day. When you get a person to emerge into life, away from his dependencies, his automatic safety in the cloak of someone else's power, what joy can you promise him with the burden of his aloneness? When you get a person to look at the sun as it bakes down on the daily carnage taking place on earth, the ridiculous accidents, the utter fragility of life, the power¬lessness of those he thought most powerful—what comfort can you give him from a psychotherapeutic point of view? Luis Buimel likes to introduce a mad dog into his films as counterpoint to the secure daily routine of repressed living. The meaning of his symbolism is that no matter what men pretend, they are only one accidental bite away from utter fallibility. The artist disguises the incongruity that is the pulse-beat of madness but he is aware of it. What would the average man do with a full consciousness of ab-surdity? He has fashioned his character for the precise purpose of putting it between himself and the facts of life; it is his special tour-de-force that allows him to ignore incongruities, to nourish himself on impossibilities, to thrive on blindness. He accomplishes thereby a peculiarly human victory: the ability to be smug about terror. Sartre has called man a "useless passion" because he is so hopelessly bungled, so deluded about his true condition. He wants to be a god with only the equipment of an animal, and so he thrives on fantasies. As Ortega so well put it in the epigraph we have used for this chapter, man uses his ideas for the defense of his existence, to frighten away reality. This is a serious game, the defense of one's existence—how take it away from people and leave them joyous?” (Becker, The Denial of Death, p.58-59)

1 comment:

Harlequin said...

reading your blog and appreciating how you work with image and words (your own and others), makes me grateful for ledges and edges. I am hoping that i am able to maintain my commitment to keeping my edge... this keeps me aware of ledges, and verges....

loved the hg wells.....

and i get a nice kafka vibe of this as well.