I did not know you were Jewish. A Hungarian Jew, you have famous company.
Here is an example of some good writing, true discourse, which happens on ILP quite rarely. Today is somewhat of an anniversary. VO is 8 years old.
I did not know you were Jewish. A Hungarian Jew, you have famous company.
Here is an example of some good writing, true discourse, which happens on ILP quite rarely. Today is somewhat of an anniversary. VO is 8 years old.
Thanks ,Jacob for Your comments on ontological bias and examples on good writing.
Ontology consumes it’s self may not point to a negative or even a negation within post modern acknowledgement of positioning a non descriptive objective within an effort to partially reconstruct an almost totally reduced cohesion within the previous apex of continental pre-eminence.
The writing may be broken, cut, dis-associated , into various frames of reference, where this process acquires a need for reconstruction on many levels.
The bottom line has almost been reached, peripherally, tangentially, so as to cause the ontological primary causes to be reintegrated.
I believe this was understood way back as early as the 19 th century , beginning of the twentieth, with the start of partially derived solutions, such as socialism, national and international, detailing limits set by critics against the positivist , the Vienna circle, the new Hegelians , who came to roost in England, where they germinated/terminated Marx.
The germ also set a philosophical to be, particularly against Russel’s ’ sense datum’ and it’s behavioral counterpart.
The stage was set, and it is comprised by very basic patterned harmonics, such as the failed manifestos of the Internationale, the deconstructed 5 year plans, and last but not least, re under a such as Buchenwald, Sztalingrad, and Dresden.
That the veneer of the politicised naive positivism did little to avert the ongoing melt down has exposed the frailty of relying on the beneficience of a simulated superman in the form of AI to sew up the ontological synthesis that exposed Kant to so much critical disacclaim.
This, just to imply a sentiment, that it is too early in postmodern non history to proclaim non events to postscibe any intelligent mode of survival to a bias, rather then to a precise formulation of survival.
Did they really Terminate Marx though?
“Who is the Ubermensch (Nietzsche’s Superman)?”
Trixie asks.
Nietzsche would have us think of Napoleon, Caesar, Alexander, primarily.
Of these, Gaius Julius Caesar is the most solid, because of the tricks he pulled. He was, as the Superman is supposed to be, entirely beyond good and evil and able to deify his own interests and make the whole world attribute and appendix of his will.
Alexander the Great was radically a mammas boy - he was almost “poisoned into power” by her crooning his supposed divinity. And then he made a triviality out of Aristotle.
Napoleon Bonaparte unfolded as a Superman on horseback. His presence was so electrifying and his valuing so sweeping that he was able to make endless legions of men eager to meet their destinies.
Adolf Hitler has been named by eager nazis as the fourth in this series, but well, he lost, and that is not very Supermanly. It is easy to see other reasons for his disqualification.
The whole logos of the Superman is to be the purpose of existence. To be such a person worthy of being interpreted as the aim of billions of years of evolution. Whether or not these men I mentioned live up to that standard for you is the ultimate issue. Who can be said to be the triumphant product of all of evolution so far? If you have an answer to that, that is your Superman.
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Did they really Terminate Marx though?
“Who is the Ubermensch (Nietzsche’s Superman)?”
Trixie asks.
Nietzsche would have us think of Napoleon, Caesar, Alexander, primarily.
Of these, Gaius Julius Caesar is the most solid, because of the tricks he pulled. He was, as the Superman is supposed to be, entirely beyond good and evil and able to deify his own interests and make the whole world attribute and appendix of his will.
Alexander the Great was radically a mammas boy - he was almost “poisoned into power” by her crooning his supposed divinity. And then he made a triviality out of Aristotle.
Napoleon Bonaparte unfolded as a Superman on horseback. His presence was so electrifying and his valuing so sweeping that he was able to make endless legions of men eager to meet their destinies.
Adolf Hitler has been named by eager nazis as the fourth in this series, but well, he lost, and that is not very Supermanly. It is easy to see other reasons for his disqualification.
The whole logos of the Superman is to be the purpose of existence. To be such a person worthy of being interpreted as the aim of billions of years of evolution. Whether or not these men I mentioned live up to that standard for you is the ultimate issue. Who can be said to be the triumphant product of all of evolution so far? If you have an answer to that, that is your Superman.
So these inconquerable, mighty, supreme victors and arbiters over the battlefield show the courage and bravery that such an esteemed, hero of old should demonstrate to qualify as godly or uber like. The aim is of course to grow in stature from the clays of primitive earth, to the towering canopy of the jungle, brilliant, and everlasting in valor.
“So the key is to be the ultimate overseer of the strategic and mobilizing chessboard - where is the Love, the mania of the Ubermensch. In essence, where is the Power of Forever that catapults Nietzsche to romantic vistas of everlasting pleasure and golden twilight?”
Oh God, you misunderstand, or havent had the privilege of learning of Alexander, Caesar, and Napoleon.
Perhaps you misunderstand the nature of mankind and of war.
There is no more passionate affair in humanity than war. There is no more romantic sentiment than that which makes an Aeonic military leader; sweeping the hearts and minds of millions of men and women to willingly fight to the death for a Beloved Ideal.
This ideal is always the Homeland, the Nadir. The Moon, the Mother.
Research into Alexander, and his mother, his passions, his friends, his speeches, his habits and his “melting face”.
Read how Caesar wept at the statue of Alexander before he received his first command. Read Rex Warners “Young Caesar” and “Imperial Caesar” and read Napoleons own words about passion, and about Christ.
What is a higher love than the willingness to die for ones love?
Thence war is the highest human expression.
“So the key is to be the ultimate overseer of the strategic and mobilizing chessboard - where is the Love, the mania of the Ubermensch. In essence, where is the Power of Forever that catapults Nietzsche to romantic vistas of everlasting pleasure and golden twilight?”
Oh God, you misunderstand, or havent had the privilege of learning of Alexander, Caesar, and Napoleon.
Perhaps you misunderstand the nature of mankind and of war.
There is no more passionate affair in humanity than war. There is no more romantic sentiment than that which makes an Aeonic military leader; sweeping the hearts and minds of millions of men and women to willingly fight to the death for a Beloved Ideal.
This ideal is always the Homeland, the Nadir. The Moon, the Mother.
Research into Alexander, and his mother, his passions, his friends, his speeches, his habits and his “melting face”.
Read how Caesar wept at the statue of Alexander before he received his first command. Read Rex Warners “Young Caesar” and “Imperial Caesar” and read Napoleons own words about passion, and about Christ.
What is a higher love than the willingness to die for ones love?
Thence war is the highest human expression.
And then e Shopenhauer on vanity, of mere e existence, that in my opinion , at least, has not successfully been overcome by even Nietzche. He was a populous investor, of circumstance, such as some others to numerous to mention deem
to be.
“Why so hard?” the kitchen coal once said to the diamond. “After all, are we not close kin?”
Why so soft? O my brothers, thus I ask you: are you not after all my brothers?
Why so soft, so pliant and yielding? Why is there so much denial, self-denial, in your hearts? So little destiny in your eyes?
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Lol
There was a moon in a pale blue sky of the evening. Fire was in his mind and strange sounds of evening whirling through the heart. Listen my heart, to the silence he said and a bird flew up. Prrr went the birds wings. And then the water was audible. The bird had disclosed by fluttering its wings the finer sounds. Now a concert was going on, and the moon had moved oh ever so slightly.
Who wouldn’t mind controlling this planet?
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Buddha used to control the world
the world that he saw fit to control
including also his lack of power to control the rest.
And, he may again.
huh?
by barbarianhorde » Thu Jun 06, 2019 6:26 pm
Now what I do when Im depressive, is put my fist on the rough stones, sink down to the lowest position of a pushup where you carry the most leverage, rest there until I am shaking with effort and then begin a series of slow pushups. It doesn’t matter how many, by then the process has become very pleasant, as energy is surging everywhere, meaning fluids are reacting in healthy ways and restoring the paths from the many sources to the many brooks.
Systema Vasiliev
Published on Jul 23, 2019Systema offers new methodology for a push up program. It connects breath-work with muscles and psychological condition.
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Lol
There was a moon in a pale blue sky of the evening. Fire was in his mind and strange sounds of evening whirling through the heart. Listen my heart, to the silence he said and a bird flew up. Prrr went the birds wings. And then the water was audible. The bird had disclosed by fluttering its wings the finer sounds. Now a concert was going on, and the moon had moved oh ever so slightly.
That was really lovely, barbarianhorde. I didn’t realize that you had the heart of a poet but then how would I?
Was the “Prrr” of the bird’s wings like the Purr of a kitten or cat when completely content with the world all snuggled up to its companion?
Let me post this here too for good measure.
It was very difficult in comparison with the upper Sephirot to analyze these lower ones. From a philosophical training it is a doable task to do good justice to the top logics, but downward it gets impossible to approach it by principle alone. I had to run into some earthly limits.
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Of course, lesser logic undervalued higher, for the alleviation of animal sacrifice projected outwardly, with glee and celebration. The limits to chaos. Totally understandable. It is purely existentially reactive to the monumental power of Being.
Forgetting we all had to go through it at some point, to variable and acceptable degrees of realization.
Occult requires explicit references because its implications multiply too fas (cloaked as it is)
my opinion on todays forum business
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Arc - Prrr is the physical sound the wings made, harsher than the purring of a kitten - a sound that might startle a nervous person.