Once one enters quantum physics it seems nothing and something merge. A friend discovered while studying apparent nothingness that it had a gel like substance holding the fabric of the universe in some woven way. I do not pretend to fully understand this but my son who studies and seemingly understands quantum theory has convinced me of great possibilities and impossibilities co-existing at the same time. Nihilism may have its roots in nothing or non-existence. The expansion of the universe may be an exploration of nothingness and if this be the case then thank goodness for fertile imaginations and soul travel in it all.
This is more or less what I have been working on lately, discussing the relationship between absolute nothingness and dependent co-arising. The problem is twofold. It requires letting go of metaphysical and physical assumptions and, related to this first difficulty, conceiving of a different language, or a list to redefine the past, in order to be able to describe what it is and for what it is.
the language, I say, if you will kindly allow me further reflections you've kindly inspired, must be that of art, which alone is aligned with life and science. It locates substance in the arrangement or distribution of energy or mass -- the only difference between substances lies in the arrangement of like atoms. We perceive this substantial difference with our senses, our senses arrive at consensus, aptly named. However differently a rose smells to everybody, some find it putrid others delicious, most can recognize it by its smell. The nose knows. A-sensory philosophy, a xeno's arrow, has gotten so close it can smell the target, and will go out of its mind continuing to halve the half of the distance. It must have what it's been halving the way to. To have is to half not, the halfer is not the rightful mother. This magical dependent co-arising related to absolute nothingness (selflessness) is written into collective memory and revealed to poet's ears and artist's eyes making new what's all decayed, rising above its grave. A new or newly understood mythos. The attempt to construct perfectly logically a new language arrives at the absurdities described in Umberto Eco's Search for the Perfect Language. So called subjective empiricism is the basis of all objective science, but the sensory acuity required to overcome by now if not always the widely knee-jerk blindness and numbness an animal breeds and cultivates in aggressive self-defense is cultivated. The division of these disciplines is no longer tenable. All hands on deck to stay ahead of the robots. I do think the human race is worth saving. I do love humanity. I do believe that rising to the challenge granted the human being requires every single faculty, virtue, and grace in constant activation in everything one does and what does not develop or enhance these qualities equally is only for recess after every full day's work. As Martin Luther King said, everyone must be an artist. Every work must be play, every brick laid in joy, for the numinous numerals do not lie when they bely the number and number numbers, ever since the word whirled into the world and forever. I am a voice crying in the wilderness readying the world for the world soon to come. I am a visitor from that world. (May I please quote your comment to post my reply autonomously?)
Thank you for your insights. Art should certainly have a fundamental place in such reflection and its expression. It should take me all year, but I am working on it with an artist. The result should be a new book to be published gradually in different languages (starting with French and English).
great! please credit me if you use any of my ideas! where it's my contention that, until a work of art gets philosophy to tie the knot, there is an essential competition between philosophy and art, and If they get along too well in polyamorous relations, trying to obviate a leap of faith in the specificity that art collapses on, to avoid the slippery slope into the vortex, Don Giovanni will one day pay the price. I found the work of art that philosophy was born to marry, but first I try to train philosophy to dare to look for it by respecting the language of art and art making as more critical than criticism. If you impale a living thing to dissect it, you must then resurrect it whole to understand it. If you claim more life than the ideas you study, these ideas are abstractions that never hit the target, just keep the game going fruitlessly forever. Thanks so much for engaging!
Engaging with people and learning from them is exactly why I write online. It is not easy to respond quickly and to all comments, but it is interesting.
I agree with you about the relationship between philosophers and art. It is not easy, because people expect philosophers to create, but working with artists (not with works of art that are already classical) requires letting the other create according to his own rules and working with that.
Perhaps nihilism is for those who give not a wit. If one of their ideals is that life is meaningless, why do they strive to live then? What is there in life to keep them here? Staying alive would seem to imply that at least for some, life has meaning or at least a reason to carry on.
For me an uncertain something is far more interesting than a certainty that may be stuck with. It has been my experience, that when all else fails, in trying to find an answer, a way forward, and other such quests, the only way to resolve it is to go towards the unknown. The known has already proved itself incapable of satisfying one or giving an answer that can lead anywhere new.
Life, the unknown, both have no preset and limited possibilities. The question remains for most people, are they willing to travel where others have not.
Like you, I value the unknown. It is important as a philosopher, of course, because ideally we go into the unknown, but also in everyday life. One of the things I enjoy most when I look at my daughter and play with her is when she behaves in a way that I couldn't possibly expect. There is a lot to be learned from children in terms of creativity and living in the now.
such a beautiful passage of Nietzsche -- the best apology for going back short of endorsing it. and that is where the question lies, dear poster, not in dissecting the meaning of nihilism for people who aren't astute enough to get it from the horse's mouth, where chewing food for baby.birds is not going to strengthen their wings. It is going back a little compulsively just to bounce back and forth and avoid the necessary progress -- either by way of the wheel (going all the way back to go forward) or keep at the jet polluting hyper-macho forward thrust that represents manhood untamed by women as they have all become men to get close enough to them. In either case, Nietzsche is basically saying stop droning, do something!
I guess going forward would be morphing with machines. in this case, some of us should resist and go all the way backwards to keep rolling along with the wheel on the ground, and these literal supermen should, like or as Martians, visit us or gaze from afar and just stare at us and at our beautiful round moon that the landing never touched -- as per Auden's poem -- and weep.
Nietzsche was clearly a gifted philosopher and writer. I do not always agree with what he says, but I enjoy reading him and commenting on him. It is food for thought that is not so easy to find.
yes Romaric I appreciate that -- but it does raise a challenge -- when I say do something I mean speak performatively and consciously simultaneously as he does. because such speech is the only action worthy of the name, the keyboard mightier than both the weapon of mass destruction and potentially a successful fusion reactor (producer) for a safe source of energy in near perpetuity, but all the careful creative assemblers are busy weaponizing language on both sides as the world heats up and sets cities on fire -- as Nietzsche predicted also noting that his content would be outdated, but the form he launched is magnificent -- but then it just becomes dangerous debris and suicidal to the riders in it (including himself) when the capsule meant to be shed after breaking out of the existing solar system won't let go. That's why I, who have broken past that system in total consonance with the careful engineering, call myself the auntie Nietzsche which happens to be anti- by the letter not the spirit of the law. ("the letter kills the spirit gives life") I profess the only way to do something and do it right is by way of the wheel going all the way back. Reflection or consciousness has been relegated to womanly coming and going talking of Michelangelo -- this appropriation of philosophy to passivity is a most aggressive way of gagging it and tying it up in lack of manly courage to risk all on the battlefield for conscious life versus consciousness and life. There comes a time to swallow the past with all its impurities, eliminate and recycle the waste, and dare to nibble at first -- as it will give you cramps -- something green. if or if ever you manage any of my leaves of grass, please leave a comment in the chat attached to one of my posts. As I say, start slow. Just lick this comment lightly and then lick again tomorrow, until you affirm it is energy sustaining rather than draining etc. -- as per the directions on the box. yours verily, veronika
Once one enters quantum physics it seems nothing and something merge. A friend discovered while studying apparent nothingness that it had a gel like substance holding the fabric of the universe in some woven way. I do not pretend to fully understand this but my son who studies and seemingly understands quantum theory has convinced me of great possibilities and impossibilities co-existing at the same time. Nihilism may have its roots in nothing or non-existence. The expansion of the universe may be an exploration of nothingness and if this be the case then thank goodness for fertile imaginations and soul travel in it all.
This is more or less what I have been working on lately, discussing the relationship between absolute nothingness and dependent co-arising. The problem is twofold. It requires letting go of metaphysical and physical assumptions and, related to this first difficulty, conceiving of a different language, or a list to redefine the past, in order to be able to describe what it is and for what it is.
the language, I say, if you will kindly allow me further reflections you've kindly inspired, must be that of art, which alone is aligned with life and science. It locates substance in the arrangement or distribution of energy or mass -- the only difference between substances lies in the arrangement of like atoms. We perceive this substantial difference with our senses, our senses arrive at consensus, aptly named. However differently a rose smells to everybody, some find it putrid others delicious, most can recognize it by its smell. The nose knows. A-sensory philosophy, a xeno's arrow, has gotten so close it can smell the target, and will go out of its mind continuing to halve the half of the distance. It must have what it's been halving the way to. To have is to half not, the halfer is not the rightful mother. This magical dependent co-arising related to absolute nothingness (selflessness) is written into collective memory and revealed to poet's ears and artist's eyes making new what's all decayed, rising above its grave. A new or newly understood mythos. The attempt to construct perfectly logically a new language arrives at the absurdities described in Umberto Eco's Search for the Perfect Language. So called subjective empiricism is the basis of all objective science, but the sensory acuity required to overcome by now if not always the widely knee-jerk blindness and numbness an animal breeds and cultivates in aggressive self-defense is cultivated. The division of these disciplines is no longer tenable. All hands on deck to stay ahead of the robots. I do think the human race is worth saving. I do love humanity. I do believe that rising to the challenge granted the human being requires every single faculty, virtue, and grace in constant activation in everything one does and what does not develop or enhance these qualities equally is only for recess after every full day's work. As Martin Luther King said, everyone must be an artist. Every work must be play, every brick laid in joy, for the numinous numerals do not lie when they bely the number and number numbers, ever since the word whirled into the world and forever. I am a voice crying in the wilderness readying the world for the world soon to come. I am a visitor from that world. (May I please quote your comment to post my reply autonomously?)
Thank you for your insights. Art should certainly have a fundamental place in such reflection and its expression. It should take me all year, but I am working on it with an artist. The result should be a new book to be published gradually in different languages (starting with French and English).
great! please credit me if you use any of my ideas! where it's my contention that, until a work of art gets philosophy to tie the knot, there is an essential competition between philosophy and art, and If they get along too well in polyamorous relations, trying to obviate a leap of faith in the specificity that art collapses on, to avoid the slippery slope into the vortex, Don Giovanni will one day pay the price. I found the work of art that philosophy was born to marry, but first I try to train philosophy to dare to look for it by respecting the language of art and art making as more critical than criticism. If you impale a living thing to dissect it, you must then resurrect it whole to understand it. If you claim more life than the ideas you study, these ideas are abstractions that never hit the target, just keep the game going fruitlessly forever. Thanks so much for engaging!
Engaging with people and learning from them is exactly why I write online. It is not easy to respond quickly and to all comments, but it is interesting.
I agree with you about the relationship between philosophers and art. It is not easy, because people expect philosophers to create, but working with artists (not with works of art that are already classical) requires letting the other create according to his own rules and working with that.
Perhaps nihilism is for those who give not a wit. If one of their ideals is that life is meaningless, why do they strive to live then? What is there in life to keep them here? Staying alive would seem to imply that at least for some, life has meaning or at least a reason to carry on.
For me an uncertain something is far more interesting than a certainty that may be stuck with. It has been my experience, that when all else fails, in trying to find an answer, a way forward, and other such quests, the only way to resolve it is to go towards the unknown. The known has already proved itself incapable of satisfying one or giving an answer that can lead anywhere new.
Life, the unknown, both have no preset and limited possibilities. The question remains for most people, are they willing to travel where others have not.
Like you, I value the unknown. It is important as a philosopher, of course, because ideally we go into the unknown, but also in everyday life. One of the things I enjoy most when I look at my daughter and play with her is when she behaves in a way that I couldn't possibly expect. There is a lot to be learned from children in terms of creativity and living in the now.
such a beautiful passage of Nietzsche -- the best apology for going back short of endorsing it. and that is where the question lies, dear poster, not in dissecting the meaning of nihilism for people who aren't astute enough to get it from the horse's mouth, where chewing food for baby.birds is not going to strengthen their wings. It is going back a little compulsively just to bounce back and forth and avoid the necessary progress -- either by way of the wheel (going all the way back to go forward) or keep at the jet polluting hyper-macho forward thrust that represents manhood untamed by women as they have all become men to get close enough to them. In either case, Nietzsche is basically saying stop droning, do something!
I guess going forward would be morphing with machines. in this case, some of us should resist and go all the way backwards to keep rolling along with the wheel on the ground, and these literal supermen should, like or as Martians, visit us or gaze from afar and just stare at us and at our beautiful round moon that the landing never touched -- as per Auden's poem -- and weep.
Nietzsche was clearly a gifted philosopher and writer. I do not always agree with what he says, but I enjoy reading him and commenting on him. It is food for thought that is not so easy to find.
yes Romaric I appreciate that -- but it does raise a challenge -- when I say do something I mean speak performatively and consciously simultaneously as he does. because such speech is the only action worthy of the name, the keyboard mightier than both the weapon of mass destruction and potentially a successful fusion reactor (producer) for a safe source of energy in near perpetuity, but all the careful creative assemblers are busy weaponizing language on both sides as the world heats up and sets cities on fire -- as Nietzsche predicted also noting that his content would be outdated, but the form he launched is magnificent -- but then it just becomes dangerous debris and suicidal to the riders in it (including himself) when the capsule meant to be shed after breaking out of the existing solar system won't let go. That's why I, who have broken past that system in total consonance with the careful engineering, call myself the auntie Nietzsche which happens to be anti- by the letter not the spirit of the law. ("the letter kills the spirit gives life") I profess the only way to do something and do it right is by way of the wheel going all the way back. Reflection or consciousness has been relegated to womanly coming and going talking of Michelangelo -- this appropriation of philosophy to passivity is a most aggressive way of gagging it and tying it up in lack of manly courage to risk all on the battlefield for conscious life versus consciousness and life. There comes a time to swallow the past with all its impurities, eliminate and recycle the waste, and dare to nibble at first -- as it will give you cramps -- something green. if or if ever you manage any of my leaves of grass, please leave a comment in the chat attached to one of my posts. As I say, start slow. Just lick this comment lightly and then lick again tomorrow, until you affirm it is energy sustaining rather than draining etc. -- as per the directions on the box. yours verily, veronika
I will think about it 🙏
thank you!