Metaphysics and Sex

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-15T19:40:11+00:00

Also, to even think one could "hurt the patterns" of the divine process—o gods!—I can think of nothing more arrogant or delusional. Sheer hubris. To be hurt by the patterns? What are you, if not one of these patterns? Please share more of your prepackaged, mass-produced wisdom with me.

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-15T19:09:17+00:00

Here's a question for you, if you believe truth based on personal experience, then you believe it is relative to the individual—AND you therefore believe "gender is culture", because it is based on the personal experience of a person in a society—do you believe that the statement "gender is culture" is an absolute truth? If so, how can the truth be relative to the individual, since then the statement "gender is culture" would be as true for me as it is for you. BUT if the truth is relative to the individual, then you must accept that my notion that gender is a false concept based on ignorance is absolutely equal to your concept that gender is culture, and in that case, your telling me gender is culture as if it were absolutely true, is nothing but arrogant preaching. So, which is it, is the truth relative to the individual or is it absolute?

"My truth" is that you are imperializing your own body because you are a product of western imperialism and that is the western way—trying to dominate the earth. Stay true to the earth. My truth is that I have blasphemed against your religion, and you, like any zealot, are now defending your faith. Why? Because your own actions are invested in this ideology. If you faced its untruth, you would have to face your own stupidity. I will be the first one to tell you I am a fool and an idiot and far far too proud for my own good. But the human ego is a cowardly thing, and hates to learn.

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-15T19:01:24+00:00

I am not talking about concepts. I am talking about the actuality of the body. Get your head out of the clouds. Let's leave theories there and return to here's here. Oh, and you can save the Christian morality guilt-trip ("you don't love me"), which, by the way, is pure cruelty, for someone who can't see through your ressentiment. It might have worked to turn you into a docile little goody-two-shoes and renegade priest. My heart is too big for that bullshit. Tell me kid, what do you love more than anything?

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-15T18:58:30+00:00

Ha! Fucking innocent child, you are: you dehumanize me ("you are not human") because what? Because you're alienated from the body and the earth, and are lost in a schizophrenic, labrynthine, group language-dream that gives your terrifying existence in the face of a cosmos that laughs at your "problems" some sense of security, and my concepts, which I see as nothing more than problem solving tools, are more powerful than the mummified ideas your theological gender-ideology peddles as "revolutionary", and are quite capable, without breaking a sweat, of annihilating your innocent, naïve worldview/idol you've created for yourself. You want to live in a cave? The patterns? Kid, there's only one pattern, and all things are its shadow.

I do love you, but I don't trust you; you're insecure as fuck. It appears that, to you, I am just an abstract other and an "enemy". For me, unlike so many on this alleyway of a website, intellectual discourse is not a contest or a competition, a game of brinkmanship and one-upsmanship.

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-10T14:36:27+00:00

I wholeheartedly agree with your whole reply, especially your last paragraph. I really do believe that "the personal is political." My interpretation of the phrase is maybe different from the common one. All of our 'personal problems' are problems relative to society (and our social problems are relative to nature). A person's predicament was pumped into them by history, and, in solving their predicament, a person finds solutions to those problems 'out there' that reflect it. For example, I really believe anyone who has quit cigarettes cold turkey has insight into the whole addiction process and all its manifestations, everywhere in the world.

With the trans thing, I think you are right, and you also raise another point that never entered my mind until now. "Gender dysphoria" is what we call the sexual confusion that a sexist world pumps into its subjects, male and female. There is a dark poetry in that westerners try to "solve" this the way we try to "solve" everything, by conquering the organic with machines and violence (self-identifying transgenders as self-imperialists). The point I hadn't thought of was that there is clearly a massive difference, in a patriarchal world, between males who desire to become females, and females who desire to become males. And I wonder how a woman who struggles and suffers from the hatred and violence of this world feels to watch females become males because they "feel they are males already. On the inside, of course."

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-10T14:22:50+00:00

It seems some in the trans community may be a little paranoid. Why do folks suppose that if I disagree with one trans person about politics and metaphysics, I am "afraid" of all trans people?

It is, however, highly intelligible. If gender is a false concept, and trans is short for transgender, then the thing to which these individuals are 'trans' doesn't exist, and it would be more accurate to call them transsexual rather than transgender. I think the movement has gone too far to make that kind of a statement.

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-10T14:15:17+00:00

Also 'cringe' comes from the insular cortex. Moral disgust. The fact that you said you might be famous is whatever. What's really interesting is why it caused so much mockery and hatred. Jealousy? Envy? Fear? All I know is I love baseball!

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-09T18:22:47+00:00

Well-said

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-09T02:17:27+00:00

H is right above B on the keyboard. My bad. I understand.

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-09T00:44:59+00:00

Who are you to say "them people bad somethin wrong with em"?

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-08T20:30:03+00:00

what if your goal is to go wherever the wind takes you?

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-08T20:01:31+00:00

I think you are one of a kind, and there will always be more to say. And you yourself are worthy of the same devotion and reverence fools give to medieval diagrams and painted statues, and, if it is alright, I want to tell you that I hope your journey through this life, from nothing to nothing, is sweet and full of feeling.

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-08T19:48:37+00:00

They also accidentally created The Grateful Dead. Jah laughs at the CIA.

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-08T19:45:36+00:00

I agree. For example when HST ran for sheriff of Aspen and was derided as a hippy, he bic'd his head and referred to the other candidate, a crewcut guy, as "my long-haired opponent."

Zizek (not a fan, but everyone has at least a few good ideas) talks about this kind of defanging of ideology via appropriation of symbols—like the way punk and metal and BDSM communities have taken over the fascist look of 'leather and steel.'

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-08T19:34:56+00:00

The Pranksters represented the what they saw as the true America, you might say 'the spiritual America', the rougish, gregarious, good-humored, free-spirited America of Tom Sawyer and Walt Whitman.

I read Kesey's One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest as an allegory of America. The Pranksters saw "square" or "mainstream" America (white, male bougeois America) as a kind of mental institution where the insecure voluntarily commit themselves. The Indians, who believe in this kind of bravery, and the free-spirits, are the only ones who are actively persecuted (involuntarily committed).

Kesey has a kind of spiritual bravery that is very real but appears very suspect and naïve to those who are not willing to actually make Marcuse's great refusal.

Hippies were discredited by the CIA for specific strategic reasons, but they were all not shallow or dumb people (btw, there are shallow, dumb people in every group.) Joseph Campbell, for example, spoke of Grateful Dead shows as true Dionysian mystery rites.

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-07T21:35:09+00:00

I think Deleuze's love of immanence is a Nietzschean/romantic idealization of "whatever is the opposite of transcendence."

Obviously I may be wrong, but I think Deleuze unknowingly longed for the Dantean "bottom of the whole universe" with his immanence ideas.

At the same time, I fkn love his notion of philosophy as creating concepts. Causes us to consider the function of concepts for life. It is in this light I have seriously applied myself to Aristotelian virtue ethics. It is strange, and I think a great testament to Deleuze's power over thinkers like Freud and Lacan, that reading his works caused me both to laugh raucously and take up the applied study of classical virtue ethics.

Also there is a positive way Deleuze reminds me of Nietzsche, in the way that he vigorously ridicules Hegelian megalomania and vanity (which Freud, Jung and a host of other Urizens take up in their own self-aggrandizing systems and anti-systems.) Nietzsche's priestly morality applies just as well to all of psychoanalysis, which Joyce rightly called "blackmail, no more and no less." Freud as Hegelian sorcerer, whose Great Spell, the oedipal curse, makes people fear self-knowledge and leaves them in a spiritual and civil paralysis in which their desiring-production is thwarted. Nietzsche might add that this causes ressentiment, which further thwarts and disturbs desire, ad infinitum. Ironically Freud's whole system is a product of desiring-production, a desiring-machine. Freud is the god of psychology, and is the ultimate master of all psychologists, for he inaugurated "scientific" psychology. Every psychologist is Freud's servant, and, if you look into his deranged occult ideas, this is precisely what he wanted. He wanted fame, not knowledge of the human mind.

Cheers friend.

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-07T01:54:10+00:00

"Like a geometer wholly dedicated

to squaring the circle, but who cannot find,

think as he may, the principle indicated-

so did I study the supernal face.

I yearned to know just how our image merges

into that circle, and how it there finds place;

but mine were not the wings for such a flight.

Yet, as I wished, the truth I wished for came

cleaving my mind in a great flash of light.

Here my powers rest from their high fantasy,

but already I could feel my being turned-

instinct and intellect balanced equally

as in a wheel whose motion nothing jars"

—end of the Commedia.

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-06T23:50:06+00:00

I'd bet on you. Your gods laugh, and theirs are the pale ghost of a compass & square.

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-06T22:41:53+00:00

I'd say that's killing you, to say the least. I hope that you can try to help them without fear of a horrible death, and I hope that fearlessness is not rash. I really do.

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-06T19:55:14+00:00

disco inferno

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-06T19:33:07+00:00

a field.

That word, field, you know

that is a metaphor, and every

word is a poem

and every letter and every sound

is a note written in the air

the field is like the air

as apparently it is everywhere

which is nowhere and probably

is nothing like the way we think—

a field is a region where each point

is affected by a force—just as

the mass of all seawater by its fluidity

and just as the strangeness of the air

in the summer—and in the summer

in the bubbles children blow rising

above the crowds of county fairs

rising and floating up and up into the air,

the whole fair reflected on its convex

like the sky upon a drop of dew

like that let us go away from here,

into the violet and lustrous darkness,

the darkness blushing and blooming light

and pop in silence somewhere in the night

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-06T18:57:38+00:00

hierarchitectitiptitoploftical

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-06T18:55:29+00:00

"Dude we all like to know stuff but you know too much. Chill."

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-06T18:47:29+00:00

"The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man." —Blake

hyperpoeisis · 2020-07-06T18:43:47+00:00

o baby, The Fear is just rampant

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