Post by CrucifiedDionysus on Oct 25, 2014 14:23:50 GMT
There is no difference in our différance. We are all the same in such different ways. Master morality and slave morality are two sides of the same thing. Active creation and reactive violence are the same. herein lies the importance of Nietzsche, not his words or even actions but what his words as action opened up. Bataille refers to the trampoline provided... And an understanding not possible prior to said author's work. it is a beginning in salvation not a desperate search for it. Dive into the abyss that is life... Leap into it fully. Make your meaning... Fuck any fuckers who try and impose. Even if that's me by typing this. I too have found myself being the very thing I opposed when I look into the broken mirror. All it took was beginning with "I just wanted to help people." as if Meaning could be trapped in words. what a fool I have been various times.
As for our oppression, it is real and it is horrid. but we mustn't assume our structural oppression implies any sort of defeat or inferiority on our selfhood or various selfhoods. Many can take a tragic situation and make something beautiful out of it. I don't believe in science. I believe in art. I believe in the feeling I get when I feel a mutual understanding has been reached in spite of language. I believe that the idea that we should want what our oppressors have is the trick to their control. i believe in you. thus I throw control away. Our specific stories with our main character representation despite the infinity within is what matters. Meaning is found In each specific context. I find meaning (which was never lost in the first place) in my friends, allies, my beloved, and other loved ones. what should I care what others find meaning in? The biggest hyperreality is the narrative of our meaningful oppression. (It exists but is meaningless.) Please everyone continue to do as you will. I will as well. We are stronger than any social construct.
In the end, staring Into the broken mirror I see my many selves fade. We are all beautiful garbage. Sacred filth. Nothingness and infinity all in the same instant. We are the monstrosity Derrida wrote about what was beyond him so to speak. We are his monstrous children... Lol. He looked to the future too just like we have. We are the future. We are our own futures. We are our will to power. By power I refer not to control but creativity separated from the unifying vision that control demands. Let my signified be damned, as I don't wish to volunteer anyone else's. do with these words what you will. Interpret however you like. I wish not to be understood .... Fuck ego and all that nonsense. I wish only to enable. We are all lost children wandering the desert. As innocent as ever, as frightened as ever. Sure our naïveté may allow for some others contextual "victory" over us, but who in the hell determined their reality as the reality. There will never be any resolution between such perspectives. Other than this Dissolution.
(Revolt has never worked in our human history , at least giving the revolution the benefit of the doubt and granting them their definition as grounding. Sorry Sartre all revolt is in and of your bad faith. Bataille's transgression is preferable at this instant-infinite moment. I only wish I had read his work much sooner in life. Bataille is a trip indeed. Perhaps I discovered his work when I was ready. Regardless it matters not. Some will defensively fling words with empty meaning my way as most initially do I'll be happy to provide a meaning for them. As if the loss of any chance of superiority is the loss of meaning for them. Let our "holocaust of words", the textual form of sheep, continue.)
Lalalalalala and so forth.
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As for our oppression, it is real and it is horrid. but we mustn't assume our structural oppression implies any sort of defeat or inferiority on our selfhood or various selfhoods. Many can take a tragic situation and make something beautiful out of it. I don't believe in science. I believe in art. I believe in the feeling I get when I feel a mutual understanding has been reached in spite of language. I believe that the idea that we should want what our oppressors have is the trick to their control. i believe in you. thus I throw control away. Our specific stories with our main character representation despite the infinity within is what matters. Meaning is found In each specific context. I find meaning (which was never lost in the first place) in my friends, allies, my beloved, and other loved ones. what should I care what others find meaning in? The biggest hyperreality is the narrative of our meaningful oppression. (It exists but is meaningless.) Please everyone continue to do as you will. I will as well. We are stronger than any social construct.
In the end, staring Into the broken mirror I see my many selves fade. We are all beautiful garbage. Sacred filth. Nothingness and infinity all in the same instant. We are the monstrosity Derrida wrote about what was beyond him so to speak. We are his monstrous children... Lol. He looked to the future too just like we have. We are the future. We are our own futures. We are our will to power. By power I refer not to control but creativity separated from the unifying vision that control demands. Let my signified be damned, as I don't wish to volunteer anyone else's. do with these words what you will. Interpret however you like. I wish not to be understood .... Fuck ego and all that nonsense. I wish only to enable. We are all lost children wandering the desert. As innocent as ever, as frightened as ever. Sure our naïveté may allow for some others contextual "victory" over us, but who in the hell determined their reality as the reality. There will never be any resolution between such perspectives. Other than this Dissolution.
(Revolt has never worked in our human history , at least giving the revolution the benefit of the doubt and granting them their definition as grounding. Sorry Sartre all revolt is in and of your bad faith. Bataille's transgression is preferable at this instant-infinite moment. I only wish I had read his work much sooner in life. Bataille is a trip indeed. Perhaps I discovered his work when I was ready. Regardless it matters not. Some will defensively fling words with empty meaning my way as most initially do I'll be happy to provide a meaning for them. As if the loss of any chance of superiority is the loss of meaning for them. Let our "holocaust of words", the textual form of sheep, continue.)
Lalalalalala and so forth.
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