No need to be frightened by these robots from Asia who seem ready to conquer our place, because the robot is in us and it is watching us; he watches for this point of no return where the man stripped of all humanity will exhibit his corpse believing he has defeated his worst enemy. The loss of know-how vis-à-vis death has gone hand in hand with the loss of the rite: almost nothing any longer accompanies the dead to Hades, almost nothing any longer frees the living from the dead and the dead from living. The gravediggers of humanity grant importance to the rite only to mock it or harm it without grasping the liberation it procures through the meaning it reveals.
Month: April 2016
Antigone, rebellious and intimate (6/7. The vocation)
What stories about identity! The word does not appear neither in the Greek epic nor in the tragedy. The identity at the time of Antigone is leaning on the line and belonging to a city. Identity was soaked from rooting. The family and the city brought together under a virtual standard the entirety of what the other should know about oneself during a first meeting. During Antiquity, no one proclaimed their identity or promulgated it, and no one decided on its identity. It was not a question of putting a costume. Men were in their identity. The identity was akin to a charge, we had to be worthy of it. She ruled being and becoming. Modern era has made an issue, because it has transformed the identity to have, a sort of achievement which can be disputed or departing. In its modern fantasy to believe that you can choose everything all the time, the modern era replaced with a relentless method being by having it. Yet this logic, this ideology has its limits: certain things cannot be acquired, among them: otherness. Living your identity, being what you are, living in your name , allowing intimacy and therefore the knowledge and deepening of your being, these are the sine qua non conditions of one meeting with the other. The first difference between Creon and Antigone is at this specific location, the terrain on which the fight is built, Antigone preserves anchored in it this gift of the ancients, of the gods, this rooting which defines the authority to which it is leaning for Take up to this man, his parent, the king, who marries the will to power and finds himself blinded by her until he only heard her own voice, his echo. Read the rest of "Antigone, rebellious and intimate (6/7. Vocation)"
Relativism is the horse dealer!
Relativism proves to be a sweet companion. Relativism is the horse dealer of the Abbé Donissan. You can travel with him. He is not boring, he stays in his place and shows unfailing empathy. However, he does not know compassion. Is it a problem ? Rather an advantage, he does not contradict, he agrees with me. With precision, he anticipates my agreement, sometimes he even conceives it before I have thought about it. Relativism gives the impression of dominating all certainties and has thus become the religion of the time, it is an emanation of the Republic which is itself an emanation of the Monarchy. Relativism is therefore a natural child of secularism, for this reason — it is its duty! — he keeps almost all religions on guard, a little less those who can blackmail him, with force those who would like to reconnect with a lost past. Relativism does not come to help, it is satisfied with its role of witness; he acts and acquiesces, he is a technician, an administrator, a statistician. He is not docile, he does not feel the need. He is not humble even if he sometimes manages to pass himself off as humility, but unlike the latter, relativism does not require questioning. It is certainly comforting, based on egotism and immediate satisfaction. When humility pushes to confess one's faults, relativism finds an excuse for all infractions by claiming the rule of double standards which, as its name suggests, can serve the goat and the cabbage. Where humility is an apprenticeship in the law to gain access to the spirit, the horse dealer proposes to forget law and spirit in order to live . To live with fullness or to live a kind of fullness. Relativism thus provokes death, slowly and gently, because it will erase even the presence of ideas in us, it will dehumanize us with absolute certainty. And we will agree with him. We will become robots. We will agree with him because he offers us immediate comfort, the one we well deserve, that of the impression, the one where the impression conceals the image that Narcissus fell in love with while looking at it, forgetting himself, without knowing himself, hypnotized until the death of himself. The death that befalls us.
Become yourself...
Isn't becoming oneself always becoming another one? What can become the one who does not walk towards the one he is? We must constantly fill the chasm between the one we are and the one we believe to be. What can the one who does not know who he is? A wreck, an eternal drift, a failing? This one can sink into all forms of submission, in particular the will to power; There is nothing that can temper it, caress or control it. It is a question here of having the same requirement as in writing: to add as closely as possible, as close as possible, the style and the subject. Succeed in being one to be one. Operate and accomplish metamorphosis to get out of yourself, to be yourself. Unlike what is often said or believed these days, the perpetual meeting with the other also called interbreeding or creolity or the next fashion in fashion is only a subterfuge, a hysterical zapping, a means of seeing, entering and camouflaging this vision under ungrateful, anemic and amnesic makeup. Here continues to be agitated proper (which, as often, is an ally of the most devious liberalism) concerned with creating new needs and constantly renewing them to always create an unprecedented and endless dissatisfaction and oblige the eternal and exhausting quest for the Ghost of Self.
The quest for identity
In its mad quest to make people believe that we can choose everything all the time, the modern era has methodically replaced being with having. Yet this logic, this ideology has its limits: some things cannot be acquired, among them: otherness. Living one's identity, being what one is, inhabiting one's name , allowing intimacy and therefore knowledge and deepening of one's being, these are the conditions for an encounter with the other. The first difference between Creon and Antigone is located in this precise place, the ground on which the fight is built, Antigone preserves anchored in her this gift of the elders, of the gods, this rootedness which defines the authority to which she leans for stand up to this man, his relative, the king, who espouses the will to power and finds himself blinded by it to the point of hearing only his own voice, its echo.