Blog ||| Special Homages: Meister Eckhart / David Copperfield
| |
|
|
|
|
|
Start |||
The
Philosophical Europe ||| The Political Progress ||| European Witness ||| EU News
Blog ||| Special Homages: Meister Eckhart / David Copperfield |
|
Jean Marie Lefévre, The White Thinking
Page 16
She didn't mind the pointed manner.
- "For one to answer the question 'who am I', the only thing one has to do is to form oneself. We are not data, we are not archives at Humanity's register that you can study if you have access. We are relationships. And what we are, worthy of contempt or admiration, is always the result of our relationships. ... If you go forth one more step you will see that whoever judge himself using himself as his measure, is destined to lose himself in the unformed. Whatever you might do, you will never be able to say that now, with you, the world at last acquired a meaning. You will never be able to show yourself your photograph and say 'Here, then, who you are and why you deserve to be!' This is the great, the mephistophelean mutiny: the demand of a being to be justified by itself, the self-explanation and self-justification of being - whether that being is an angel, or a man, or a galaxy." ...
THE MOUNT of St. Michael appeared from beyond. In front of us a vast plane land opened, and there, between earth and sea or rather between earth and heaven, the rock heightened, cut, you say, by a skilful diamond-craftsman of Amsterdam. On this diamond, Archangel Michael's ancient abbey raised its gothic prayer.
- "In true love", she continued at my instigation, "you have the experience of some other freedom. Source of your freedom is the intensity of your love. There isn't any freedom without love. There isn't any destination without love. There isn't any meaning of life without love. Without love, Camus is right: suicide is the only philosophical problem. Leaving his Father's Home, the Home of Love, the prodigal son left his freedom. He thought he would find it by leaving. And the more he moved away, the more he was losing it. Instead of finding its tree, he found the wooden horns of its absence. And he desired to come back not to good food, not to a looked after bed, but to the source of his freedom, to love. His coming back was not a confession of defeat, but his resolve to resurrect his freedom, his love. You feel that you can not specify who you are and what you want to do, when, even for just one moment, you move away from love. Without love, your self is a heavy burden. Because without it you can not transcend yourself: this terrible burden, the burden of a purposeless life, of a life that is not offered to the other, will be crashing you. Love, then, is the condition of transcending your ego, the condition of making yourself a way to the other, to the beloved one. In a few words, this is what I know of the meaning of the short phrase I love you: you don't live any more inside the human measures - that is all". ...
More by Nat Gerrs: Why Europe? * Gibson - MacRury, The Man Without a Face
