Horton-Scorton
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Apr 29, 2008
- Messages
- 110
The First desire in man, and the first desire in an individual man, is to consume. To eat. To have had, not to have. The second desire is to have. It is to collect, to possess. To marry. To store the food you once blindly devoured. The more leisure, the broader the desires. Early man had but one desire, but it was strong. To eat. To make that part of this. To live against the tendencies of a death-delivering world. Vital fire and spirit was god, pure will and pure energy. Then with the harvest came the second desire, and with this the more fleshed gods. To appeal to Osiris was to bless the crop, increasing that which is had. Gods were bringers of simple desires, bringers of plentitude and destroyers of that which does not prosper.
Since the modern age, man has had more leisure by the month. Thus his desires become contemplative and manifold, more abstract, more ephemeral as well. The man with the leisure to think desires the third, most complex thing, and that is meaning. That is what I desired when I wrote this.
Then comes the one god, the glorious and stable unmoved mover, the certainty of union, the riddance of chaos in the cosmos. God is abstracted from the harvest and not given the transformative mishmash of Egyptian deities, whose qualities reflected the needs of the land. When man had mastered his environment he looked for meaning everywhere, not only in god, but subsequently in philosophy, in science as a path, in sex, in drugs, in social games, in ladders and in families.
As meaning became less of a given in the bloodbath of the twentieth century, men scattered towards every crevice of cognition to account for the world.
And so if man wants a relief from the tedious ennui and the crippling melancholy, man must do, and man must honor his own vitality as evidence of an energetic universe, and he must constantly act himself into the shifting palace of the revolver most sacred and profane.
Since the modern age, man has had more leisure by the month. Thus his desires become contemplative and manifold, more abstract, more ephemeral as well. The man with the leisure to think desires the third, most complex thing, and that is meaning. That is what I desired when I wrote this.
Then comes the one god, the glorious and stable unmoved mover, the certainty of union, the riddance of chaos in the cosmos. God is abstracted from the harvest and not given the transformative mishmash of Egyptian deities, whose qualities reflected the needs of the land. When man had mastered his environment he looked for meaning everywhere, not only in god, but subsequently in philosophy, in science as a path, in sex, in drugs, in social games, in ladders and in families.
As meaning became less of a given in the bloodbath of the twentieth century, men scattered towards every crevice of cognition to account for the world.
And so if man wants a relief from the tedious ennui and the crippling melancholy, man must do, and man must honor his own vitality as evidence of an energetic universe, and he must constantly act himself into the shifting palace of the revolver most sacred and profane.
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