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This blog entry is excellent and I hope followed by further developments of the blogger's insights. I especially like this last paragraph from the second comment by 'RW':
"So it seems despite himself Dreyfus is offering the most appealing and unassailable philosophical refutation of nihilism today; drawing the best from the existentialist tradition and imbuing it with the re-enchanted world and variety of Homeric phenomenology. If I could point to an example of this – to “existentialize” the philosophy, a la Dreyfus – it would be Henry Miller as he is in his work and spirit; his travelogue of Greece not least among many examples."
And the blogger's response:
"Daniel AriasFebruary 24, 2013 at 9:58 PM
I don't disagree that Dreyfus has the strongest refutation of nihilism to date, although there's still more of the project that needs to be developed (ethical expertise comes to mind), which is why I'm glad there's a planned sequel with the subtitle being something like "Finding Meaning in a Scientific Age."
This blog entry is excellent and I hope followed by further developments of the blogger's insights. I especially like this last paragraph from the second comment by 'RW':
"So it seems despite himself Dreyfus is offering the most appealing and unassailable philosophical refutation of nihilism today; drawing the best from the existentialist tradition and imbuing it with the re-enchanted world and variety of Homeric phenomenology. If I could point to an example of this – to “existentialize” the philosophy, a la Dreyfus – it would be Henry Miller as he is in his work and spirit; his travelogue of Greece not least among many examples."
And the blogger's response:
"Daniel AriasFebruary 24, 2013 at 9:58 PM
I don't disagree that Dreyfus has the strongest refutation of nihilism to date, although there's still more of the project that needs to be developed (ethical expertise comes to mind), which is why I'm glad there's a planned sequel with the subtitle being something like "Finding Meaning in a Scientific Age."
What do you make of this comment ... ?
It also lends the story of the West considerable romance seeing now our original heritage of Homer coming to the rescue – and with great plausibility *now that the Enlightenment and Existentialist movements have in effect annihilated each other,*
leaving the smoking crater of post-modernism, mass society, and the quandary of nihilism as roadblocks to the human odyssey.
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I need to go back to the comments in the Todes blog between the author and his respondent and read them in full again to try to respond to this post and your just-previous one. Both posts seem to quote and respond to key statements by RW and his respondent. I like the idea in the quote regarding the heritage of Homer coming back to the rescue, since the Enlightenment disregarded all but reason in its prescriptions for humanity and phenomenological existentialism is only understood by philosophers who read it and poets, artists, and others who live it without reading it.
The heritage of Homer is, of course, the idea of the heroic impulse/drive in humans who risk all to explore the extent and nature of reality (putting Odysseus in the best possible light). Poets do that as well, and Dylan Thomas, whom you referred to in your second-last post, is exemplary in that regard, especially in "The force that through the green fuse drives the flower." So strange (a synchronity) that you refer to that poem today because last night, reading the Zahavi paper I linked, that poem came up for me after reading Z's commentary on a lecture by Heidegger, paraphrasing H's primary point as follows:
“We are confronted with a process of lived self-acquaintance whose distinctive feature is its nonreflective character, and which must be understood as an immediate expression of life itself.”
Here is that stunning poem:
‘The force that through the green fuse drives the flower’ (1934)
Dylan Thomas
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.
The force that drives the water through the rocks
Drives my red blood; that dries the mouthing streams
Turns mine to wax.
And I am dumb to mouth unto my veins
How at the mountain spring the same mouth sucks.
The hand that whirls the water in the pool
Stirs the quicksand; that ropes the blowing wind
Hauls my shroud sail.
And I am dumb to tell the hanging man
How of my clay is made the hangman’s lime.
The lips of time leech to the fountain head;
Love drips and gathers, but the fallen blood
Shall calm her sores.
And I am dumb to tell a weather’s wind
How time has ticked a heaven round the stars.
And I am dumb to tell the lover’s tomb
How at my sheet goes the same crooked worm.
For me, and I think for most readers, that passionate and insightful poem could only be written by someone who had thought long and deeply about the human condition, indeed the condition of all living beings and even of the being of nature as a whole in its evolution of this universe [and likely others] which are also caught and lived within time understood as temporality.
I need to go back to the comments in the Todes blog between the author and his respondent and read them in full again to try to respond to this post and your just-previous one. Both posts seem to quote and respond to key statements by RW and his respondent. I like the idea in the quote regarding the heritage of Homer coming back to the rescue, since the Enlightenment disregarded all but reason in its prescriptions for humanity and phenomenological existentialism is only understood by philosophers who read it and poets, artists, and others who live it without reading it.
The heritage of Homer is, of course, the idea of the heroic impulse/drive in humans who risk all to explore the extent and nature of reality (putting Odysseus in the best possible light). Poets do that as well, and Dylan Thomas, whom you referred to in your second-last post, is exemplary in that regard, especially in "The force that through the green fuse drives the flower." So strange (a synchronity) that you refer to that poem today because last night, reading the Zahavi paper I linked, that poem came up for me after reading Z's commentary on a lecture by Heidegger, paraphrasing H's primary point as follows:
“We are confronted with a process of lived self-acquaintance whose distinctive feature is its nonreflective character, and which must be understood as an immediate expression of life itself.”
Here is that stunning poem:
‘The force that through the green fuse drives the flower’ (1934)
Dylan Thomas
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.
The force that drives the water through the rocks
Drives my red blood; that dries the mouthing streams
Turns mine to wax.
And I am dumb to mouth unto my veins
How at the mountain spring the same mouth sucks.
The hand that whirls the water in the pool
Stirs the quicksand; that ropes the blowing wind
Hauls my shroud sail.
And I am dumb to tell the hanging man
How of my clay is made the hangman’s lime.
The lips of time leech to the fountain head;
Love drips and gathers, but the fallen blood
Shall calm her sores.
And I am dumb to tell a weather’s wind
How time has ticked a heaven round the stars.
And I am dumb to tell the lover’s tomb
How at my sheet goes the same crooked worm.
For me, and I think for most readers, that passionate and insightful poem could only be written by someone who had thought long and deeply about the human condition, indeed the condition of all living beings and even of the being of nature as a whole in its evolution of this universe [and likely others] which are also caught and lived within time understood as temporality.
What makes the synchronicity even more interesting is that I thought I was quoting Whitman! Because i have a connection in mind from Song of Myself to Moby Dick.
@Constance in what sense does "what-is" differ from "what is"?I was just searching here for poems by Gerard Manley Hopkins whose sense of the vitality of nature -- throughout nature -- was intermingled with his idea that this world that we and other beings experience was produced by an incomprehensibly powerful God. We don't have to be theists or believers in Intelligent Design to appreciate Hopkin's expressions of the depths of the universe's 'lived reality' as Hopkins sensed and expressed it.
I remember several occasions during this six-part thread's development when we discussed Hopkin's sense of the nature of 'what-is' in this world we inhabit and came across this post at the end of the first part of the C&P discussion, following a point there in which Tyger and I and probably you, Steve, discussed Hopkins. I think this post near the end of Part 1 of the thread and the sequence in Part 1 might be useful at this point in Part 6:
Consciousness and the Paranormal
I want to tag this post and the sequence for @Soupie and @Tyger .
@Constance in what sense does "what-is" differ from "what is"?
"Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end."- Virginia Woolf
But we don't actually live in that penumbra, even though we feel that we are at times in touch with it in occasional 'experiences', and also in touch with it more abstractly in 'thinking', by which I mean philosophy.