The Sublime Beauty of the Absurd
Dear Blog:Often I write posts and no one answers. I would be extremely grateful if someone could comment this one and in doing so enlighten the conversation.
Do you see everything is relative to something else? Why do others fail to reasonably see that in our socio-cultural system?
I know you're already tired of reading my endless rants about nothingness about existence and all those philosophical stuff. But I personally cannot escape my own profound sense and understanding of two distinct realities for example a reality which "is". This reality being the sublime beauty of absolute order in the World and Cosmos, a Cosmos filled with meaning, where as Plato proclaimed, the force of good in this order moves us to be orderly and good, recognition of order bringing order, recognition of the good drawing us towards it. Then there is the reality that man has, in mind, created, a disenchanted World and Cosmos, filled with angst, dread and ultimate chaos.
Could things be going really well for me? I doubt. Since one cannot opine the true meaning of "real". We can only conclude that these form part of the "real" (eternal - real in present/past/future). Any "one" of these circumstances, lets say "health" could change in an instant and with this change, the collectively gathered created images of the good are seen to fall into the abyss. If you are told you have four weeks to live all else seems hopeless and in chaos. Consider that scenario.
In the following four weeks you'll experience the absolute torture of angst, dread and chaos. However, while facing death, you also experience the outpouring of "love" from others But.... you don't die. Instead after several weeks you are sent home from the hospital for the weekend. Filled with a new and differing sense of optimism and hope you are wheeled out of the sterile world of the hospital and you "see" a different reality, the blueness of the sky, bluer than you remember, hundreds of differing coulors in nature itself, and the sublime beauty of the world and the Cosmos.
As the months pass, you are slowly drawn back to the other reality. Slowing the outpouring of "love" comes to a halt and you are back in a world governed by the principle that "everything is always relative to something else; it always comes down to - whatever particular vantage point seems most reasonable to you (now, today); and who has the power to enforce their own agenda", where in confronting this reality you once again "feel" a sense of angst, dread and ultimate chaos.
Having had felt this experience, there is no doubt that there exists two realities: a reality which "IS", this reality being the sublime beauty of absolute order in the World and Cosmos, a Cosmos filled with meaning, where as Plato proclaimed, the force of good in this order moves us to be orderly and good, recognition of order bringing order, recognition of the good drawing us toward the good. The other one being a man-mind created reality which blinds the eyes, alters instinctual behaviours which in turn renders a disenchanted World filled with angst, dread and ultimate chaos.
Several years ago, I read a work by Nietzsche saying:
As the Buddhist says "Nothingness is NOT Nothing". Man, in mind, has given his own meaning to what he now perceives as a disenchanged world, yet this temporally constructed meaning has created a reality of angst, dread and ultimate chaos. However, if man abandons this reality and its meanings, he may be flung into what he perceives as nothingness, yet as he gives up his struggle against this nothingness he experiences another reality, the absolute of sublime beauty, the eternal."Men wear masks to cope with the chaos of Nature, but the true Master acknowledges he wears a mask and continues to play. Within Nature I need wear no mask, for Nature knows her own and mirrors the reflection of my own being, these images allowing me to touch the very core of 'I', my soul. Choas lies not within Nature, but reather within the mind of Man."
We struggle to come into the world, life appears as a struggle, we struggle to avoid death, But.... I believe that as we refuse to struggle and allow to be, we discover the eternal and it is one instant's experience of sublime eternal perfection that gives us hope, dreams and aspirations for that we may not "see", yet know to "be".
Patrick
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