No Room For Dust
The mirror also has no stand.
Buddha nature is always clean and pure,
Where is there room for dust?
(A) Philosopher's Lineage
Going backwards, through documents, in proper genealogical style…:
In Foucault’s essay “Nietzsche, Genealogy, History,” at the bottom of page 143 of the collection language, counter-memory, practice (ed. Brouchard), Foucault quotes Nietzsche as he writes, “It is now impossible to believe that ‘in the rending of the veil, truth remains truthful; we have lived long enough not to be taken in.’” This quote from Nietzsche is take from Nietzsche contra Wagner, and can be found on page 682 of Kaufmann’s The Portable Nietzsche (his alternate translation is: “We no longer believe that truth remains truth when the veils are withdrawn—we have lived enough not to believe this”). Nietzsche was making a veiled (har har) reference to Hegel and his Phenomenology of Spirit; on page 103 of the Miller translation, at the very end of the “Force and Understanding” section of the text, Hegel writes, “This curtain [of appearance] hanging before the inner world is therefore drawn away, and we have the inner being [the ‘I’] gazing into the inner world.” Hegel is here referencing Novalis’ novel, Die Lehrlinge zu Sais, which is translated as either The Apprentices of Sais or The Novices of Sais. In this text, Novalis writes (again, there are multiple differing translations of the quote), “One person succeeded. He lifted the veil of the goddess of Sais. And what did he find? Himself.” Hegel, in the quote from “Force and Understanding,” is making an argument against Kant’s epistemology and his phenomenal/noumenal distinction. Novalis is responding to a poem of Schiller’s called The Veiled Image of Sais, which also concerns the question of, and search for, knowledge and truth.
2 months ago • 1 noteTriste, et le jour pour moi sera comme la nuit.
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And now was acknowledged the presence of the Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night. And one by one dropped the revellers in the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, and died each in the despairing posture of his fall. And the life of the ebony clock went out with that of the last of the gay. And the flames of the tripods expired. And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.
I’m really loving this album by Rocketship right now.
Rocketship - We’re Both Alone, from the A Certain Smile, A Certain Sadness LP,1996
9 months ago • 0 notesMy new favorite song.
Tujiko Noriko - Shayou (Setting Sun), from the Blurred In My Mirror LP, 2005.
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