Dichten

A blog of Poetry: to say, to speak, the verb for to make poetry, dichten. Poetry is the condition for the possibility of philosophy, the condition that fulfills its own condition, a sort of causa sui that doesn't leap but grounds in its disdain for the question of ground. This blog hates itself in its metaphysics, but achieves the height of nothing...

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"In addition to the choice of words, positioning of words, and the sequencing of words, it is above all the entire overall resonance of the poetic telling that "expresses" the so-called meaning. Yet this overall resonance of the telling is not simply the result of the positioning of words and arranging of lines, but rather the reverse: the overall resonance of the telling is the initial, creative resonance that first intimates the language; it is the origin not only for the arranging and positioning of the words, but also for the choice of words, an origin that in its resonance constantly anticipates the use of words. This overall resonance of the telling, however, is from the outset determined by the fundamental attunement of the poetry, which takes form within the inner outline of the whole. The fundamental attunement for its part grows out of the particular metaphysical locale of the poetry in question." Martin Heidegger, Hoelderlin's hymns "Germania" and "The Rhine", translated by William McNeill, not yet published.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Feeling the thought

My friend says I need to allow my readers to visualize what I'm saying: It's as if I need to use examples, real life situations, to explain my thought. But isn't there a merit to esotericism? Isn't there a reason why I write the way I do; hasn't my writing progressed in a certain way up to the way it is now? And this along with the progression of my thought. I don't think my writing is too difficult to understand. This is non-sense. But my friend might be right in his implication. Visualize means to see. But is to see closer to to feel than to think? We get to the feeling of the thought from thought, and to get to the feeling from seeing we must go through thought. But sometimes we can feel what we see without even thinking it, for instance in a picture of a young sudanese girl withering away from lack of nourishment, or in a horror movie when the alien jumps out onto the screen.

But how are we meant to visualize the thought that the I exerts itself as an I, creates more of an acknowledgement of itself, through the act of killing, of murder. Its as if the worm that squirms beneath my foot, in its death, creates the that in the that I am, makes the I more than a sight in the distance that is never recognized, makes the I immediately recognized, respected, and appreciated to another being, even though that being has to die in the process.

It's about feeling the thought, and remembering the thought through the feeling. The thought, when understood, exerts an impact. This impact can be remembered when a similar instance turns up, when one is reminded of the thought by another thought, and the impact returns.

This is evidenced in the dreadful and terrible impact "the sleep of reason" caused in me. I could not sleep, afraid that I would be left behind on the path to the godhead. I believed it my duty to keep up with the quest, and would not be left behind while sleeping.

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