Yes. Refer to the forum, Iambig. In the math&science section, when the insanity of Cantor was noted in terms of his inability to set boundaries between the two type infinities. The theory was set far before Cantor’s great-grand-grand(to the x power)father,
and he could not imagine that there would come a
day, when all signals pointed to the day, when, circular reasoning could not be taken up as credible, as in the case of the new look taken toward St.
Anselm’s argument. Of course he was still living in
The Age Of Reason, despite of Nietzche, and a lot of that easy, only too easy dismissal, was fueled by political expediency.
That each particle, us, makes his own existential leap, would surprise each one of us, because this
leap-to faith, is probably more prevalent then not.
The grey area is not an effect of the White of the presence of light with the black of non presence, is merely a presentation for popular consumption, it is
based very accurately on levels of discreet particles
and indiscreet ones, merging and separating at different contextual barriers. That one man’s jump can not be understood to another,may come as no
surprise, because pain is purely identifiable , and
tolerance to pain is not. One has to ask another if it hurts, where, how much, but these descriptions are vastly inaccurate.
Faith is not caused by a jump away from pain, it is through pain that we jump, toward the most painful
pain there is: Pleasure.The highest pleasurable pain
this world has thrown us into is the pain of birth, and another jump into this pleasure, like the ‘little death’ that Sartre’s life partner called the orgasm, is a
preparation. From that pleasure, the jump into the
pain of Love, because that is all that it can be, may be totally anti-climactic, and disappointing.
That’s why the young are to be pittied, not only for dying young, but their inability to appreciate the value of their youth, in addition of not being able to
learn the end game’s value.
Cantor’s sets are implicit and mentally unrefreshing, pessimisticly despairing in not recognizing the signs
with which all history is recoverable in terms of
intention and the exit to the jump off. That became fashionable, and Nietzche, in spite of his embulliant Dynasius bound optimism, erred, in favor of
fashionable masks. Fashions change, ideals loose
their charm, as Rousseau’s painting ‘Charm’ being is as opaque as well.
The real charming aspect of love is that it not sadistic as a result, but only serves as a sign of a jump off place into the true meaning of what faithful existence
may mean.
It is a re-affirmation in its primary value, without the
ideal candy coated promises kept, as imagined in
religious lore.