Jack Shea on Thu, 10 Sep 1998 15:20:31 +0200 (MET DST) |
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You make me happy, Rinaldo. I don't know exactly why but it makes me feel good to read what you write even though I don't understand half of it. You have some crazy ideas! As a drinker of oriental philosophy all I can say is that for me it is an antidote to the mind-control mass hypnosis of science, politics, media, art and religion. The philosophy, the authentic juice, is within the religion, at the core. Like in science. Read Einstein and Hiroshima becomes an even greater travesty, if such a thing is possible. A beautiful idea gets turned into a meat grinder. You no doubt remember the Borgia popes. Corrupt devils all. But their evils don't erase the truths spoken and lived by Jesus. I did some research into world religions some years ago and discovered that the essence of every single one of them, without exception, was a recognition of light as synonymous with truth. Not a metaphor for truth but truth itself. Think about that one for awhile. Anyway, the hierarchies, silly costumes and Monty Python funny walks which devolve once the words of great teachers like Jesus fall into the hands of us folks whose mothers weren't virgins is just the visible evidence of human frailty, stupidity, greed and short-sightedness. Girls just wanna have fun! Siddhartha was a warrior king. But Buddha was not Siddhartha. Buddha...I can't say it without laughing at myself. Buddha is The Eagle's Emanations, big light fibers stretching throughout the universe infinitely in every direction hooking us all up on the greatest internet fabric imaginable. Email all the time, thumpa thumpa thumpa, keeping the heart going, gobbling us up at road's end. I don't pretend to understand it but it appeals to my sense of the cosmic, the ridiculous, and on a root level I believe it's real. Too much communion wine maybe in my altar boy days, too many special effects blockbusters now. For me, when poets start talking politics I leave the room. The whole idea of knocking down nuclear states with iambic pentameter or beat chant-chorus is absurd. The pen is mightier than the sword only when in the hands of Bruce Lee or Jean-Claude van Damme. In hand to hand mortal combat the guy with the Bic always loses to the guy with the Kalashnikov. Now poets as prophets is a different thing. The writing on the wall! But states collapse from their own weight, not because we throw the alphabet at them. The fabric of society is so dense, with so much momentum, we're all really just along for the ride. Even the guys who think they have their hands on the wheel. Especially the guys who think they have their hands on the wheel. I look at guys like Nietzsche as interesting examples of human capability. I look at everyone that way. A little Shakespeare please: "Life is but a walking shadow, a poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." That last "nothing" resounds like the biggest bell in creation, full of echoes and tingling mystery. Strangely satisfying. A very oriental idea when you think about it, from the mighty pen of an Elizabethan Englishman who never left England. OK, OK, the pen is pretty mighty in certain hands. But I draw the line at Beethoven! You leave him alone! He was deaf for God's sake! He transcribed the voices of angels! And check out an Arthur Miller play called "Playing For Time". It's about a group of Jewish female inmates at a Nazi concentration camp who had all been members of a symphony orchestra before their imprisonment. With their heads shaved, dressed in those horrible uniforms, they played Beethoven ...and Vivaldi, Rinaldo, Vivaldi...to the concentration camp officials and saved their lives thereby, and survived to have families and children. The pleasure they gave their jailors through Beethoven's music got them through. True story. So long buddy, Jack --- # distributed via nettime-l : no commercial use without permission # <nettime> is a closed moderated mailinglist for net criticism, # collaborative text filtering and cultural politics of the nets # more info: majordomo@desk.nl and "info nettime-l" in the msg body # URL: http://www.desk.nl/~nettime/ contact: nettime-owner@desk.nl