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Tracking Down the Great Lies
« on: April 29, 2020, 10:54:57 pm »
John Trudell told us about the Great Lie, that civilization is good for us (or that civilization is civilized).  I prefer moving my bowels into a toilet and having My Truth (my dung) sent as far away as fast as possible.   I can't handle My Truth.   :o

For me to wake up and cook food stored rather than have to go searching ... has made me an unnatural thing, and I find civilization to be very creepy in that it gives a false sense of security.

Even when great lies are unpleasant to expose, that is, even with the depressing effects of disillusionment, there is something that might be described as relief to consider that, yes, the human world thrives on deception, especially self-deception.

There is this little lie which floats around that there are these hypothetical people miserable for 80 hours per week "working at jobs they hate," who actually are "happy" one night per week eating popcorn while consuming passive entertainment.   This little lie, one regurgitated by an old friend in a recent letter, is actually quite immense.  I suspect that this little lie causes an incredible amount of anguish in the minds of the emotionally honest, the intellectually sensitive.  I imagine this, as well as any calls to "shun negativity," severely limit how honest one can be with another human being.

The reason I am resigned not to try to create any book or story for publication is because I do not feel there is an audience for me.  In fact, I know there is not an audience. 

I have explored this idea here before.  Some of the threads were non-starters.  :'(

1.  A Negative Ontology of Happiness

2. The Happiness Conspiracy

3. I Don't Believe in Happiness

(in that thread, the honest voice of Holden can be heard shining through):

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Of course there is not happiness. I cannot help but feel that there are people out there like that Mayor you mentioned who just cannot stand the sight of true philosophers. They can feel it in their bones that we are not playing the game any longer,that we have opted out of the Great Human Project.

(yes, there is an unspoken demand that we believe in THEIR happiness - they can't stand it when we are not convinced that they are actually happy [spolier alert: they are not happy because happiness is not even a remote possibility --- they think we are all as stupid as they are, or that just becasue they tell the world they are happy, that makes it so)

Raul was relieved to witness our honesty, our moment of clarity and coherency:

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You are right. Those with careers, jobs, families and children are not happy at all. Their days are full of anger, anxiety, money issues, health issues, job insecurity, bills to pay and work. Most will never ask themselves why they get married, why bring children to this madhouse or work to eat? No, that kind of thinking can lead to suicidal thoughts. Can there be happiness in this slaughterhouse called Earth? No, there cannot be. In my view salvation comes when your last breath comes on your last day on Earth. We are prisoners in this jail and we want to escape from this prison all the time.


4. Happiness is not even a remote possibility in this life  (*** the motherload ***)

5. Life is Pointless: Mother Nature is a Serial Killer

(What child asks for this so-called "gift of life"?

And there are those who play dumb mouthing off about genetic survival.   They just don't get it, that there is no purpose to genetic survival, so it's not really something to brag about.
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My stance is not for everyone.  I thank the few here for helping me endure myself and my all-too-confusing coherency.   :P

I apologize to those who seek inspiration and motivation.  If my stance is too dark and depressing, please go to one like John Trudell who might help your heart heal a little:


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« Reply #1 on: May 25, 2020, 04:53:19 pm »
It's a tough yet predictable endeavor, being part and parcel of homo sapiens. Is it because we are a highly social & symbolic species (no, not a rational & intelligent one) that makes us naturally highly susceptible to collectively believing in great lies?

A note to self to remember some perspective: even the masters who hold power over the rest of us dupes in the global tribe are insane enough to back their fantasies and delusions (culture/civilization) with coercive power precisely because they actually believe in them - fools themselves!

Overall, an existence at once sad, violent and paradoxically dull.
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Re: Tracking Down the Great Lies( To Mr.Silenus)
« Reply #2 on: May 26, 2020, 02:30:38 pm »
Mr.Silenus,

Overall, an existence at once sad, violent and paradoxically dull.-Mr.Silenus

I agree with you. Existence is indeed depressing and very voilent.
I try to stay away from people, from the mob. It is anything but rational,a fact that has been used by a lot of demogogues to their advantage.
I think that anarchy can work at an individual level.But the moment there is more than one man around,a hierarchy of some kind comes into being on its own.
Your writing reminds me of 2012,when I was working in a mine in the middle of desert. I used to dream of somehow going away to Siberia and then living there off the fat of the land.

I hope you are safe. I reckon your area must have been badly affected by the virus.

Please take care and do keep writing.

Your reader,

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Re: Tracking Down the Great Lies
« Reply #3 on: May 27, 2020, 08:20:04 am »
Holden,
I believe that there is sufficent evidence to suggest that humans were only supposed to live in tribes of 150 or less. Some hunter-gatherer groups practiced infanticide and eldercide (is there another word for this?) to limit population size. Of course, this can't be mentioned in a world dominated by liberal economic growth, humanism, and anthropocentrism, aka Ligotti's Cult of Grinning Martyrs, or, as Raul always says with conviction, the human plantation.

Does any of that matter though? The ills of life do not discriminate based on "balanced" or "sustainable" living. Some say that if capitalism is tossed out, then there will be no more suffering. I know of zero human tribes, collectives and civilizations that eliminated suffering, eliminated ideology, eliminated heirarchy. The more populous and resource-laden groups dominate the smaller, more "balanced" ones. The scales are always tipped in the favor of the many and the hungry.

There is no "going beyond" our biological physicality. Some think we can out-tech our suffering? I would love to see more technological and resource issues arise from more technological fixes. A cyclical paradox of solving problems by creating more of them. Laughable; who says we are rational???

What is one to do, when one can see the detriments of the collective and the detriments of the individualist? I don't know, but I continue to refuse the collective as much as I refuse the sociopathic "go-getter" American individualism. I suppose I'd rather be shunned, exiled, or tarred-and-feathered by the collective as a result of my refusal, rather than die from taking up the sword of someone else's fanaticism.

As for the coronavirus, I have generally stayed at home. I am currently staying with two friends in an apartment, thankfully of which I have my own room. Work an odd job for money here and there. I only wear a mask in public buildings like the grocery store. I find it ridiculous when seeing people walking down an open street wearing a mask, but that's just me. Maybe I'm being ignorant here.

The talking-mouths (politicians) for the corporations want the cattle to get back to work. The global economy is so rigged that they actually believe that printing money and piling on debt in a physically stagnant economy is going to solve this economic Depression.

A sizable portion of the public, so addicted to consumerism and living such meaningless lives, are practically begging to go back to work and back to spending, accumulating debt, etc. What greater picture of mass insanity does one need other than millions of slaves begging their masters to go back to work, in an economy designed by the masters - and now failing them, all in the midst of the first-wave of a global pandemic! A teeming mass of useful idiocy.

This is exactly why it is hard for me to sympathize with people in this rotting cadaver of an Empire.

Once any of the corporate, housing or consumer debt bubbles pop, this "great nation" will revert to blatant barbarism, unmasked from niceties thrown around such as "god, family and honor."

The violent primate will show his irrational head soon enough. Stay watchful and be well.
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« Reply #4 on: May 28, 2020, 03:14:21 am »
Mr.Silenus,

Thanks for the message. Its quite a message. Here also there are a lot of people who would rather slave away their lives than sit in a room and think about what this existence is really about.
They are really shopaholics. My father though would like to stay in doors for as long as possible.He has the right instincts but thats pretty much it. He could never develop and foster those instincts.He does not understand that every time he is buying an iphone he is accepting to be a slave for,say x number of hours. But then again, he never did like math.

I see the world, the slavery, the mockery, all too well.And unlike him I have been fortunate enough to build upon my instincts due to the members of this great message board like yourself.

There are so who are born gort, and there is not a thing they could do to change themselves. But its most tragic if one was born with the right instincts and yet ended up becoming a gort par excellence.

Would you care to suggest some anarchist authors /thinkers who you think  are on the ball.
While I know that there is something called archo capitalism, the man in the street looks at anarchism as a left wing ideology.
When I was younger and working for private mining corporation I used to find socialism really attractive.
Then I started to work for a state owned enterprise and much to my dismay, I found that unionism is a great evil.

Maybe now I am a Schopenhauer/Nozick-style libertarian.

Keep well.
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Re: Tracking Down the Great Lies
« Reply #5 on: May 28, 2020, 09:07:54 am »
Hi Holden,
  Some of the Individualists that "speak" to me personally generally have their roots in Max Stirner, Schopenhauer & Nietzsche. I imagine that they did not make allies easy, as they were not optimistic about humanity, and understood well that the mythical "Revolution" was just that, a mere Myth. So they took up refusal and rebellion on their own, or in small groups.

Here is Italian Renzo Novatore's "My Maxims (From My Intimate Thoughts Notebook)":
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GOD: The creation of a sick fantasy. Inhabitant of senile and impotent brains. Companion and comforter of rancid spirits born to slavery. A pill for constipated minds. Marxism for the faint of heart.

HUMANITY: An abstract word with a negative connotation, long on power, short on truth. An obscene mask painted on the mean face of a shrewd vulgarian for the purpose of dominating the multitude of sentimentalist idiots and imbeciles.

COUNTRY: Penal servitude for the semi-intelligent, a cowshed of imbecility. A Circe who transforms her adoring fans into dogs and pigs. A prostitute for the master, a pimp of the foreigner. Child-eater, parent-slanderer and scoffer at heroes.

FAMILY: The denial of love, life and liberty.

SOCIALISM: Discipline, discipline; obedience, obedience; slavery and ignorance, pregnant with authority. A bourgeois body grotesquely fattened by a vulgar christian creature. A medley of fetishism, sectarianism and cowardice.

ORGANIZATIONS, LEGISLATIVE BODIES AND UNIONS: Churches for the powerless. Pawnshops for the stingy and weak. Many join to live parasitically off the backs of their card-carrying simpleton colleagues. Some join to become spies. Others, the most sincere, join to end up in jail from where they can observe the mean-spiritedness of all the rest.

SOLIDARITY: The macabre altar used by capable comedians of all sort to display their priestly talent for reciting masses. The beneficiaries pay nothing less than 100% humiliation.

FRIENDSHIP: Fortunate are those who have drunk from its chalice without having their souls offended or poisoned. If one such person exists, I urge them to send me their photograph. I’m sure to look upon the face of an idiot.

LOVE: Deception of the flesh and damage to the spirit. Disease of the soul, atrophy of the brain, weakening of the heart, corruption of the senses, poetic lies from which one gets ferociously inebriated two or three times a day in order to consume this precious but stupid life more quickly. And yet I would prefer to die of love. It’s the only swindler, after Judas, that can kill with a kiss.

MAN: A filthy paste of servitude, tyranny, fetishism, fear, vanity -and ignorance. The greatest offence one can commit against an ass is to call it a man.

WOMAN: The most brutal of enslaved beasts. The greatest victim shuffling on earth. And, after man, the most responsible for her problems. I’d be curious to know what goes through her mind when I kiss her.

Clearly, these opinions don't make nice with the often-Idealistic left-wing. :)

Some additional writings for you, all avaliable to read/download:
My Iconoclastic Individualism by Renzo Novatore
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But still I know and I think with equal certainty that every form of society — precisely because it is a society — will, for its own good, want to humiliate the individual. Even communism that — as its theorists tell us — is the most humanly perfect form of society would only be able to recognize one of its more or less active, more or less esteemed members in me. I can never be as worthy through communism as I will be as myself, fully my own, as a Unique one and, therefore, incomprehensible to the collectivity. But that within me which is most incomprehensible, most mysterious and enigmatic to the collectivity is precisely my most precious treasure, my dearest good, since it is my deepest intimacy which I alone can explain and love, since I alone understand it.


In Praise of Chaos by Enzo Martucci
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Between association and organization there is the same difference as between a free union and marriage. The first I can dissolve when I wish, the second I cannot dissolve or dissolve only under conditions and with certain permissions.

Unbridled Freedom by Enzo Martucci
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Moralists of all schools instead claim the opposite. They demand that life always be conformed to a single norm of conduct that makes it monotonous and colorless. They want human beings to always carry out certain actions and to always abstain from all the others.

“You must, in every instance, practice love, forgiveness, renunciation of worldly goods and humility. Otherwise you will be damned”, say the Gospels.

“You must, in each moment, defeat egoism and be unselfish. Otherwise you will remain in absurdity and sorrow,” Kant points out.

“You must always resist instinct and appetite, showing yourself to be balanced, thoughtful and wise on every occasion. If you don’t, we will brand you with the mark of archist infamy and treat you as a tyrant,” Armand passes judgment.

In short, they all want to impose the rule that mutilates life and turns human beings into equal puppets that perpetually think and act in the same way. And this occurs because we are surrounded by priests: priests of the church and priests who oppose it, believing and atheistic Tartuffes. And all claim to catechize us, to lead us, to control us, to bridle us, offering us a prospect of earthly or supernatural punishments and rewards. But it is time for the free human being to rise up: the one who knows how to go against all priests and priestliness, beyond laws and religions, rules and morality. And who knows how to go further beyond. Still further beyond."

The Rebel's Dark Laughter by Bruno Filippi
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Is it the haziness of the universe that still saddens me with its hazy mist? Is it a dark fate that threatens me? I don’t know what causes this melancholy that depresses me, delighting in tormenting me, snatching all that I fool myself into loving and believing away from me.

Oh! The joyful faith of times past when I gladly fought the good fight for the Idea, without fears without doubts. Now, however, it all seems vain to me; for everywhere I perceive dense and impenetrable darkness.

I have destroyed everything, everything, and now I am left with my sad thoughts, doubting everything, all of it. And I feel this need to spread my thoughts on this blank sheet that has not shuddered at learning of the storm that torments me. Who will read these lines? Perhaps nobody. They will remain unknown as nothing is known about those who are familiar with the weariness of my thought."


"And the strict master Death bids them dance."

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« Reply #6 on: May 30, 2020, 09:32:36 am »
Thanks for the message.
Sometimes I just want to hide from all the people.
To tell the truth,I am afraid of all the people.

Take care.
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Re: Tracking Down the Great Lies
« Reply #7 on: May 31, 2020, 11:27:00 pm »
Fear is not such a horrible affliction, Holden.  Consider the fish in the deep oceans, where they are consumed hungrily.  We must have inherited all these anxieties from all our ancestral organic roots.  Even in our cerebral pursuits we are mercilessly attacked by Demons to break our spirit, to rob us of any inkling of enthusiasm we might have mustered for disciplines long dominated by quite a mad collaboration of wise apes, but apes none the less.

There is an alternative dimension Schopenhauer was aware of, where this life, while awake, may be similar to dreams of the night, where our imaginations tear us to pieces.  It turns out that we may have been born into a species which has no choice in the matter as far as having to contend with the predicament of being at the mercy of being this hungry tube that, when healthy, must release the bowels … the thing is, we do lose our appetites, and the entire cosmos - redundant and agonizing want and need - constant fear is simply the natural state of being aware.  Most of us, for our mental health, must learn a way to "turn down the volume of our own internal alarm systems" so that we might not collapse from a heart attack - or lose a dangerous amount of sleep from not being able to shut down the brain.

Trust me, my brain thinks it can go on forever, but when the animal body has had it, things can get pretty weird rapidly.  We are all vulnerable to this world-weariness 1000 times a day. But, do you think that maybe this is "Life teaching us not to want it?"

I suppose many human beings might pretend they are "One with the Universe" --- poetically one can imagine that drowning in the ocean is merely the process of becoming the ocean itself.  Will the emotions of the dead cause the oceans to destroy the cities of Hell?

Holden - you do us a great service with your honest reports of A Day in the Life of the Employee.  It is nightmarishly Kafkaesque.  Those who have been able to adapt to these arrangements mankind has with its "Overlord Corporate Empire," felt perfectly alright about reproducing fodder for the monkey house.  After all, it's what most wildlife does, if it is at all biological. 

Well, not actually.  Many species would die before being domesticated, or self-destruct within the confines of those attempting to domesticate it.

Our species, unfortunately, seems to be the handy-work of a rather sadistic deity, one who lives inside peoples' heads, along with all the Laws of Nature and Science, all thought-ghosts, really.  It is literally all in our heads.  Goddamn, that Buddha of Berlin was so on point with his laser-sharp insight when grasping for the tail of the riddle of existence: "The world is in my head, but my head is in the world."  This goes along the same lines to what you were attempting a couple years ago: to be a knower as opposed to being a sufferer.   Is it a matter of shifting perspectives?  I used to try it as a child, if I am not mistaken.  Yes, I would try to see myself as the "subject" of some kind of Nature Documentary -- or story ... or Lab Experiment Gone Haywire ... that's what the notebooks sometimes became, just my own "lab logbook" articulating any kind of report on the status of yours truly, His Creaturelyness ... I rather like to imagine myself as a frail yet wiry kind of naked and humiliated chimpanzee, but I try to maintain a sense of humor until it really hurts --- which could come out of nowhere.

Feel free to complain about the ramifications of having been born, and the worst is yet to come for all of us … but there is the age-old folk wisdom and many deranged senses of humor who take great delight in knowing that this phantasmagoric insane asylum existence can fade to black in a matter of seconds for any living creature.

It is rude for the religious to console others with promises of relief in an afterlife.  That minimizes the often legitimate indictments against the burden of existence.

Sometimes I catch a magical evening, when I don't mind so much having been born as long as my trail of notebooks might help curious, emotionally distraught scholars of a primitive future.  I try to show much work ... for the youth.  (God knows where the math-text-book and programming book industry is going, what - with the whole decades long Object [money-scheme] Oriented programming, and now "the mobile app" retardation of nations.   Let's not even mention JK Toole and the Confederacy of Dunces in the Publishing Industry who would reject him again were he reincarnated yesterday..

 I hope the original notebooks survive and find their way to a scanner into the world for students around the planet, wherever and whenever this cruel and mocking world gives them an opportunity, or even a breath of fresh air enough to even be willing to become a receiver of such "monetarily useless scribblings of a mathematically-inclined rebel monk.

I sense that you are somewhat of a monk as well, Holden.

It would be a Pipe Dream to imagine one day having a small camp of Vans-with-solar-panel roofs, venturing around outside the entrapment of paying rent or mortgage.  And yet, I am a homebody who hides, a hermit.   I would drive to get away until I would feel safe to "stay put."  Kind of like the Natives used to do.  It would be more "natural".   All I would have to do is put all my notebooks and library in a small storage unit.  (and find a free van, and freeeeee gasoline.   Pipe Dream, remember.)

You are feeling your harness, Holden.  It weighs on you heavier than your colleagues because they have acclimated themselves to living in Hell, and the only way to truly acclimate oneself to living in Hell is to become one with the Great Tormenter, no?   Do you suspect there are Powers and Forces out to harm you?  Trust your fears. 

There has to be some peace for you.   Corporate Horror is fine to read, but living it is not something one who can muster up disdain for WANT and NEED would prefer to endure.

There are plenty who would prefer starving to death in the mountains, which is what life is all the time in the blessed natural world …

Arrrrrrrrrr, I've gone and distracted myself again.  This schizophrenic bastard is getting back to the code and the matrix theory … and the growling stomach will be fed some warm wheat cereal (I promise!!! yeah, right, he won't eat - he eats very little lately).

You may have no choice but to become a bitter slave.  In a state of hunger and want, you might end up adjusting so well that your "depressive pessimism" would be quite mild compared to the rancor and animosity of those who never stop wanting the things that are just out of reach, namely, intangible things such as "lasting satisfaction" or relief from the burden of existence.

You are ahead of "the game," Holden.  You get it.
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Re: Tracking Down the Great Lies
« Reply #8 on: June 02, 2020, 06:08:06 pm »
A cyclone is about to hit the city and its quite gloomy over here. I am not a fit for the corporate world.
I am not a Yes man. I am not even sure if I am a fit for this planet.
I like to think that I am a patient man and no matter how long it takes I would make a serious attempt to comprehend math basics.At least till the undergraduate level. I am at Calc I level at the moment.

I like to think that I have enough patience to make it happen even if that should take me years, decades even.

There are moments when I get extremely angry with my colleagues. When I get very depressed. Clinically depressed.Even if I failed to do what I intend to do,it would be fine.But I like to think that I can make it happen should I live long enough. You have been like the character in the Indian mythology called Jamvant who helped Hanuman to recall his ability to fly, which he had forgotten for a very long time.
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Re: Tracking Down the Great Lies
« Reply #9 on: June 04, 2020, 03:31:22 am »
There are plenty who would prefer starving to death in the mountains, which is what life is all the time in the blessed natural world …
-Herr Hauser

Unfortunately there are many more people who like to live as wage slaves in the Corporate world. Those who prefer to licks the masters boots.
To spend 12 hours or more imprisoned in their cubicles. Who spend their lives thinking about the next promotion, and the next iphone.
Those who get a great deal of pleasure if they are promoted and their colleagues have been fired.

It is obvious to me that this world is a great deception. The masters often try to use the sense of shame to bring me down to knees.
I must try to be shameless,utterly shameless.

Unlike K. in the Trial, I will not offer my neck to their knife. I will run away like a wild boar and if they want to kill me, they must chase me down.
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Re: Tracking Down the Great Lies
« Reply #10 on: June 06, 2020, 08:09:46 am »
I sing this song for Herr Hauser-

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« Reply #11 on: June 06, 2020, 11:07:09 am »
Holden,

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People talk of “social outcasts.” The words apparently denote the miserable losers of the world, the vicious ones, but I feel as though I have been a “social outcast” from the moment I was born. If ever I meet someone society has designated as an outcast, I invariably feel affection for him, an emotion which carries me away in melting tenderness.
― Osamu Dazai, No Longer Human

Maybe some day I will be rounded up by the police-state for my "dissident" views. It would be a waste of time; I am already "broken."

You compare yourself to a dog. If that is what you are, it is clear that you will never be house-trained. It's okay to piss on the master's leg once in a while. :)

Take care today, fellow outcast.




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« Reply #12 on: June 06, 2020, 03:23:22 pm »
Mr.Silenus,
Thanks for the message.I hope that you are doing okay.I have been meaning to write to you.What greatly impressed
is the fact that you don't buy the left wing nonsense.

Please stay safe,I am told a lot of rioting is going on in the US.

I find that the most wretched outcast is the pessimist.No one likes to have a pessimist in their team.
I wish I could live my life as solitary anarchist.
No Gods,No Masters.

My parents are trying to pressurize me into marrying.I don't think so.
I wish to marry the void.Again, thanks for writing and please do write here from time to time ,if you can.

I guess my end might be something like the following:
La Tristesse Durera Toujours                                  (The Sadness Lasts Forever ...)
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Re: Tracking Down the Great Lies
« Reply #13 on: June 06, 2020, 05:19:41 pm »
Holden,

I wonder if Dostoevsky ever regretted not being shot by the firing-squad in Siberia.

P.S. I don't think you should worry about that; you already one inwardly. And that can never be taken from you except in death.

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“They found no mischief in me. I remained normal, however deeply they probed. And also straight as an arrow. To be sure, normality seldom coincides with straightness. Normalcy is the human constitution; straightness is logical reasoning. With its help, I could answer satisfactorily. In contrast, the human element is at once so general and so intricately encoded that they fail to perceive it, like the air that they breathe. Thus they were unable to penetrate my fundamental structure, which is anarchic. That sounds complicated, but it is simple, for everyone is anarchic; this is precisely what is normal about us.
Of course, the anarch is hemmed in from the first day by father and mother, by state and society. Those are prunings, tappings of the primordial strength, and nobody escapes them. One has to resign oneself. But the anarchic remains, at the very bottom, as a mystery, usually unknown even to its bearer. It can erupt from him as lava, can destroy him, liberate him. Distinctions must be made here: love is anarchic, marriage is not. The warrior is anarchic, the soldier is not. Manslaughter is anarchic, murder is not. Christ is anarchic, Saint Paul is not. Since, of course, the anarchic is normal, it is also present in Saint Paul, and sometimes it erupts mightily from him.

Those are not antitheses but degrees. The history of the world is moved by anarchy. In sum: the free human being is anarchic, the anarchist is not.”

- Ernst Junger, Eumeswil
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Re: Tracking Down the Great Lies
« Reply #14 on: June 08, 2020, 12:51:47 am »
Those are not antitheses but degrees. The history of the world is moved by anarchy. In sum: the free human being is anarchic, the anarchist is not.

Heavy distinctions ... It's like the moment the punk-rocking hilly-billy learns how to read music and becomes a "musician," he can no longer "keep or even recall his own beat" ... the punk-rocking hill-billy might then be considered anarchic, and the streamlined Pop Star act, the professional [Nothing that is so, is so] in "the business" is not.

There are more, of course ... Maybe even the one who creates programs to help him express numerical phenomena is anarchic, whereas the so-called professional code-monkey must continuously repress any inkling of their own "agenda" so as to prostitute any brain-power they might muster to their "social obligations."

I have been deeply inward lately, even to the extent of writing on scrap and throwing in garbage.   My tobacco monster is making it so that I can not afford to stay awake all night; and so - no double shifts as far as care-taker/underground-mathematical-programmer/admin-of-international-message-board-with-rarely-witnessed-articulated-voices.

I would first wish to catch up on previous posts ... but then I will smoke the last few cigarettes ... so I am going to have to wind this poor beast down ... after I wash Its stinky dog paw-feet.   :-\
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