metaphysics and culture
The bitter paradoxes of our age: we have materialism without a pleasure principle; hyper-sexuality without a pleasure principle. Acquisitiveness, avarice, selfishness come naturally, but there is no real work ethic—just work addiction; sex is airbrushed over every surface, but the ambiguities and intensities of Eros have become too much for many to bear. Civilization seems to have lacked the courage to decide whether the body should become a locus of work or pleasure, and so it has become neither.
For the past few years I’ve noticed that many of the new non-fiction books I buy are just inflated articles: I always regret the purchase. I could have followed the author’s Twitter to get their one big insight for free.
The podcast era, even as podcasts multiply like locusts, seems to be on the wane; the whole stay-home, stream it, anti-culture of the Covid-era, blissfully, seems to be ending. The question is: will something more interesting replace it?
The metaphysical way forward turns into the historical way back.
Belief is not manifest as anything other than its own desire to exist; truth is will.
Reality watches itself emerge without understanding why; there is a mystery to the creativity of the Whole, and the creative endurance of Things. It escapes reason and yet creates reason. It unfolds, divides, desires.
Layers of signals constitutes consciousness; poetry is at the top, chemistry and biology are in the middle, physics at the bottom. The fold.
Longing is the drive to be what you already are: part of something you are not.