verstiegenheit

reading ludwig binswanger’s essay on extravagance in the manic versus the schizoid versus the neurotic personalities, according to his existential psychology theories.  i like j’s interest in philosophical psychology very much.  it at least treats the ‘science’ closer to what it really is, which is as abstract and theoretical as any study in philosophy.  maybe someday we can start our own private practice, she could use her psych degree and i could research relevant philosophies…aww the ‘rents ‘d be so proud…

wolfmother wallpaper whispers when you come close

notes from skinny legs and all:

(religion) not merely the opium of the masses, it is the cyanide.

politics is the science of domination (walls of the fish tanks constructed of ignorance and superstition, held together with fear) once religion became political, the exercise of it could be said to lead sooner or later to war (logical extension of politics is war)

religion=institutionalized mysticism
the catch is mysticism does not lend itself to institutionalization.  The moment we attempt to organize mysticism, we destroy its essence.  religion, then, is mysticism in which the mystical has been killed.
religion=divisive, oppressive, denial of all that is divine in people; suffocation of the soul

consensual reality-makes the world seem larger yet simultaneously more private (eye game)

pious dogma, if allowed to flourish, will always drive magic away.

religion is an improper response to the Divine

the dead are laughing at us.

this is the room of the wolfmother wallpaper.  this is the room where the boys slept inside their blowguns to avoid being bitten by the bats, for whom the girls sewed tiny velvet suits.

and, my favorite:  We must cultivate beauty or risk not being able to recognize ugliness.

more macedonio

Awakening.  Novel-time begins.  Movement

Minute one:  Evocation of Eterna’s face

The kisses you denied me bite your lips
Biting each other
lips make each other bitter

You write the manuscript of this your novel where
I give you my spirit as you gave me yours

And for what I could not be, I have your
Gesture of divine sadness, of your I Cannot,
In this denial my being made whole

Whole persona, you raised me in the no “Living”
And how much more in Loving.

p. 125

plurality and picking paths

my hesitation in decision making seems to stem from a fear of commitment…i hate ruling out other possibilities…so the system i prefer is to decide to do the opposite first…and then from there commit to the alternate decision.  though convoluted, this system seems to work for the most part, excepting of course those decisions which are, sadly, irreversible.