The modern obsession with sexuality, which considers it a matter of first importance and cannot bear half a dozen words that do not highlight its primordial character in the human being, only validates the old, very unpleasant and unpopular affirmations of numerous thinkers over the centuries who have noted the greater distance between the superior man and the common man than between the latter and a dog.. There is, to put it like Pessoa, a difference in quality, an inevitable repulsion, and to the former the concerns of the second will always seem contemptible and degrading.
Tag: philosophy
Going Back to the Past
It is a very amusing irony the fruitful tendency of the “new sciences” to turn to the past in search of foundations and answers. We see, for example, psychology, which has become another after Jung, much more complex, interesting and effective, thanks to the deep investigations that Jung made in various terrains of various ancient cultures. And this phenomenon is not limited to the “new sciences,” being present in literature, philosophy and wherever we turn our lenses: the answers that man needs seem to be present in the most primitive traces of his existence, the expansion of his knowledge being limited to giving new forms to conclusions—not to say truths—already perceived long ago.
Freud’s Cell
It is painful to imagine Freud gradually trapping himself in a cell from which, until the end of his life, he thought it impossible to free himself. Freud’s drama is that he did not seem to start from error, but from a limited vision that deepened and did not expand. He seems to have lacked a master, or to have had a repetitive, poor and insufficient experience. It is very difficult not to feel antipathy pulsating when analyzing Freud’s work as a whole: it takes serenity to remember that this work also contains a legitimate individual tragedy.
Tower Effects
There is no denying some natural effects of the notorious tower. The reasons that lead man to install himself in it vary from experience to reasoning; but, without a doubt, the true tower only shelters voluntary residents. Once installed, man changes with time, which seems, above all, to harden him. Isolated from agitation, the spirit cools down, the body stabilizes, and the mind seems to compensate it with doubled activity. Soon, an abyss opens up between such a posture and the so-called normality, which is analyzed in growing repulsion. This is why an uncontrollable intolerance grows in the spirit, a violent aversion to that which reasoning repeatedly condemns in endless hours of meditation: the world is seen in its most perverse face. It is true, then, that the tower can greatly stimulate bitterness—and it often does. In this way, a hardness of unusual character is materialized; a hardness that inevitably ends up committing an injustice at one time or another. Here something very curious happens: when the recluse is faced with the injustice committed, or rather, when he is faced with a nature that contradicts his judgments, there is a shock so violent that it seems to be the work of a superior entity. Then the remains of a dead humanity resurface, and in a mixture of amazement and remorse, the inhabitant of the tower seems to soften.