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I show you sorrow and the ending of sorrow

Here is a wonderful description of the Hindu god Shiva – the great, dark, yogi, dancer, destroyer.  In the clip, Aldous Huxley sees Shiva – within a ring of fire, hair flowing across the universe, in his dancing pose – as a comprehensive symbol of life that explains the cosmos / material world, gets human psychology right and recommends an essential spiritual existence.

Huxley’s underlying critique is that our own symbols – he invokes the Christian cross – are scientific and utilitarian, and fall short of sufficient for sustaining life.  For H. symbols are embued with so much meaning that they structure how we think about and act in our world – to a degree to which they are ‘sustaining.’    ‘Can we get on,’ without them – ? he wonders in the final moments of his reflection.

The author’s cynicism is countered with his enthusiasm for Shiva, a comprehensive symbol which tells us that we must kill the ego to find our way, and learn to contemplate which will us free us. Continue reading



desire is a triangle
December 15, 2011, 6:43 am
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My desires are my own.  Not true apparently, but somehow we really don’t want to believe it despite the evidence.  A child suddenly pathologically desirous of a toy he had no interest in, the moment he sees his playmate pick it up.  That surge of desire now that she has been on her first date since breaking up with you.  The rival, the object and the ego converge from the vertices of a triangle to make desire.

There are two ideas here:  that it takes a village to desire and that we still need to believe that desire is our own discreet little activity.

“Our desires copy or mimic the desires of others.  Desire is triangular because the object of our desire—knowledge, mate, position—is made desirable by the desires of others which also converge toward it. Desire is not a straight line. It is a triangle. Its vertices are occupied respectively by the other, the object, the ego. That is what the later Dostoevsky has discovered. He has learnt also that the dissonance which results from the collision of this fact with our cherished illusion of an autonomous desire breeds conflict and mystification.”

Paul Dumouchel