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The pedantic comic

09 Wednesday Dec 2020

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Pierre Bourdieu, Schopenhauer

“The vanity of attributing to philosophy, and to the words of intellectuals, effects as immense as they are immediate seems to me to constitute the perfect example of what Schopenhauer called ‘the pedantic comic’, meaning by that the ridiculousness that we incur when we perform an action that is not included in its concept, such as horse in a theatre that would make dung. But if there are things that our philosophers, “modern” or “post-modern”, have in common beyond the conflicts between them, it is this overconfidence in the powers of discourse. A typical illusion of the reader, who can regard academic commentary as a political act or criticism of texts as a fact of resistance, and experience revolutions in the order of words like revolutions in the order of things. ” Pierre Bourdieu.

« La vanité d’attribuer à la philosophie, et aux propos des intellectuels, des effets aussi immenses qu’immédiats me paraît constituer l’exemple par excellence de ce que Schopenhauer appelait « le comique pédant », entendant par là le ridicule que l’on encourt lorsqu’on accomplit une action qui n’est pas comprise dans son concept, tel que le cheval de théâtre qui ferait du crottin. Or s’il y a des choses que nos philosophes, « modernes » ou « post-modernes », ont en commun par-delà les conflits qui les opposent, c’est cet excès de confiance dans les pouvoirs du discours. Illusion typique du lecteur, qui peut tenir le commentaire académique pour un acte politique ou la critique des textes pour un fait de résistance, et vivre les révolutions dans l’ordre des mots comme des révolutions dans l’ordre des choses. »
Pierre Bourdieu. Méditations Pascaliennes, Paris, Le Seuil, coll. Liber, 1997, p.10

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Clear and sacred

08 Tuesday Dec 2020

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Fyodor Dostoyevsky

“I will tell you that I am a child of this century, a child of disbelief and doubt. I am that today and will remain so until the grave. How much terrible torture this thirst for faith has cost me and costs me even now, which is all the stronger in my soul the more arguments I can find against it. And yet, God sends me sometimes instants when I am completely calm; at those instants I love and feel loved by others, and it is at those instances that I have shaped for myself a Credo where everything is clear and sacred for me.” Fyodor Dostoyevsky

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Like a mighty river

04 Friday Dec 2020

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Potomac Highlands

“When a wave comes, go deep.” = There’s three things you can do when life sends a wave at you. You can run from it, but then it’s going to catch up and knock you down. You can also fall back on your ego and try to stand your ground, but then it’s still going to clobber you. Or you can use it as an opportunity to go deep, and transform yourself to match the circumstances. And that’s how you get through the wave.

The only calibration that counts is how much heart people invest, how much they ignore their fears of being hurt or caught out or humiliated. And the only thing people regret is that they didn’t live boldly enough, that they didn’t invest enough heart, didn’t love enough. And that’s how we measure out our real respect for people—by the degree of feeling they can register, the voltage of life they can carry and tolerate—and enjoy. Live like a mighty river. And as the old Greeks said: live as though all your ancestors were living again through you.

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Monothematic

30 Monday Nov 2020

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Chassol - Russian Kidz

Meantime, everything should have changed according to Providence. Last voice tests, a series of vibrations that shape reality and the words that immediately derail.

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A mixed-blood

24 Tuesday Nov 2020

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Elsa Morante, Klaus Schulze, L'Isola di Arturo

Those like you, who have two different bloods in their veins, never find rest or contentment; and while they are there, they would like to be here, and as soon as they get back here, they immediately want to run away. You will go from place to place, as if you were escaping from prison, or running in search of someone; but in reality you will only pursue the different fates that mix in your blood, because your blood is like a double animal, it is like a griffin horse, like a mermaid. And you can also find some company, among so many people in the world; however, very often, you will be alone. A mixed-blood rarely finds himself happy in company: there is always something that shadows him, but in reality he shadows his own self, like the thief and the treasure, who shade one another. (“Arturo’s Island”) Elsa Morante.

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100km with REIGN SX 29 HANDS Giant

21 Saturday Nov 2020

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HANDS Giant, José Bergamin., REIGN SX 29

We play at getting lost as children. We play at getting lost for life. Man retains, in his deepest being, this pure anxiety of eternal bewilderment. Man plays because by playing he loses; or he may lose something, and he may lose something of himself by playing. Man plays because he loses; otherwise he would not play. When he wants to win it is to lose again: to lose even more, and always. Man tries to get lost, in the game as in everything. And he doesn’t always succeed. José Bergamin.

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Too Big for Trial

19 Thursday Nov 2020

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Edward M. Bernstein, Elizabeth Warren, George Bolton, Louis Rasminsky, The Bretton Woods

“I didn’t fight anyone because nobody
was worthy of my struggle.
I loved nature and, with nature, art:
warm both hands to the fire of life;
It fades, and I’m ready to go.” Walter Savage Landor

“If people go to jail for robbing the bank, the bank should go to jail for robbing the people”.

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No further

18 Wednesday Nov 2020

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archives, horizon, Max Richter

The horizon will be left in the air for centuries, the path will be covered, nights and days punctuated by shadows, time suspended with no other place than the screen. One last space on earth to explore, undefeated, unconquered. We will camp in ruined museums. In the sky, the distance leading to the archives is reduced. All images being stored permanently, the volume of the archives will be such that all things that are born will be devoured.

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17 Tuesday Nov 2020

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Henry David Thoreau, November

“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms…” Henry David Thoreau,

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Secret heliotropism

15 Sunday Nov 2020

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Giacometti, heliotropism, Kardec’s law, sowing


 

As the flowers turn their heads towards the sun,

Thus, by the force of a secret heliotropism

Everything tend to turn towards

The sun of history which is about to be born.

The earth is not interested in anything

That is not seed.

The tree structure

Is the condition of man

To grasp their spirit through the body

Rake in hands

So that something emerges from the massive substance

Of this pure moment: sowing.

I want to be like one of Giacometti sculpture

To have their plastic power

That can heal, assimilate, repair and reconstruct the broken forms.

Sometimes

I wonder if the forest I put between me and people

Get me closer or Way off my privacy

Here we can hear rare birds singing

They make me think that I live from now on so soundless

So disappeared

So buried

I make silence my mythology

I aggregate, I record among the compilation of my life the significant segments.

To discuss you have to go down into a swamp

Words spent in vain return immediately

Like a falling tide of fetid mud

To the heart of the man who spoke them.

I never want to get involved in any ideology

Keep my hands always completely free

Not to enter any bark, not to touch anything directly.

Some may come with mute feet

They enter with no straight line, no injury but I will not touch them.

I have in me this aggressive spring

Glenn Gould spring

To whom one would have broken eight fingers out of ten

My sincerity is to be born, to die, to reborn again and again, progress constantly

Like Kardec’s law from Catharsis.

Nothing can be done against me

With or without merit

I am too established in the spiritual life

For any illusion to have power over my soul.

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