[lit-ideas] Re: EXISTENTIALISM MAKES ME NAUSEOUS
- From: "John McCreery" <john.mccreery@xxxxxxxxx>
- To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Thu, 29 Mar 2007 11:54:15 +0900
Magnificent!
John
On 3/29/07, Mike Geary <atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
HELL IS THE OTHER
(following Erin's scheme)
Authentic despair transcends facticity,
negates all that exists,
chooses nihilistic schemes
as the theme of subjective reality.
It appropriates meaninglessness unto itself
as if being were the same as nothingness.
The nausea induced
by the ontological
responsibility for self
(as if there were such a thing
in a contingent world)
will not let us
engage with the estranged other.
We stand alone,
negation our only affirmation.
Others are the alerity we fear for ourselves,
and yet we know full well,
that we are the unapproachable Other to all else.
In a world where we are
always already only ourselves.
We call out, anxiously.
Absurdly hoping that someone
somewhere
out there
hears us.
Mike Geary
Memphis
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John McCreery
The Word Works, Ltd., Yokohama, JAPAN
Tel. +81-45-314-9324
http://www.wordworks.jp/
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HELL IS THE OTHER (following Erin's scheme) Authentic despair transcends facticity, negates all that exists, chooses nihilistic schemes as the theme of subjective reality. It appropriates meaninglessness unto itself as if being were the same as nothingness. The nausea induced by the ontological responsibility for self (as if there were such a thing in a contingent world) will not let us engage with the estranged other. We stand alone, negation our only affirmation. Others are the alerity we fear for ourselves, and yet we know full well, that we are the unapproachable Other to all else. In a world where we are always already only ourselves. We call out, anxiously. Absurdly hoping that someone somewhere out there hears us. Mike Geary Memphis
- [lit-ideas] EXISTENTIALISM MAKES ME NAUSEOUS
- From: Mike Geary