Thursday, February 25, 2010

The Temple Works of Earth


Heidegger in the following passages from, The Origin of Art Work, is Gaia theorist, and hails the creative life force and conservation of the consciousness of the earth. The earth creates of itself and is in contrast to the technical-scientific objectification of nature which man has forwarded through discovery and technology. Heidegger presents the earth as creator through the setting up of worlds in temple-works, a process that is elusive, self-concealing, and resistant to discovery.

The artist is not mentioned as an individual entity but is an extension of the earth-as-creator via the work. It is the process of the work that is of import for Heidegger. The work stands as its own agent. The work is something that does, and “in its own work-being, (it) is something that sets up.” (672) Heidegger writes of the earth setting up worlds (672) through the art work. The work-being in setting up worlds is in service to the earth. An artist is a channel for the creative force of the earth and creates tableaus, objects, and realities that give the consciousness of the earth worlds in which to live. In Van Gogh’s painting, Peasant Shoes, we know through allusion the world of a working peasant woman. From the representation of her shoes we know of her world and of her earth toil through the shoes’ “overtness of beings, of the things that are.” (673)

Heidegger calls the work “temple-work” (673). It is a conservatory and sacred act as the building of “the temple-work, in setting up a world, does not cause the material to disappear, but rather causes it to come forth for the very first time and to come into the Open of the work’s world.” (674) The material is transformed and transmuted; it is not consumed. “The work sets itself back” into the material (674) and allows the world to come into being through the process of the art work. Rocks know themselves through the work process of becoming temples, “colors to glow, tones to sing, the world to speak,” (674) and the artist too is in the essence and purpose of their being in the work of artistic creation.

Through the work and the worlds the work creates, the balance of earth is kept in its consecration. Heidegger writes, “The work opens up a world and keeps it abidingly in force.” (672) The balance is kept in the consecration because “the work, in its work-being, demands it.” (672) The process of the work, in its nature, holds the artist, and by extension, the rest of humanity, in observation of the work, beholden to the direction of earth. In the work of building of worlds there is a harmony and a rightness. The creating of worlds is a creation of world-work-temples, which honor the earth. Heidegger defines for us, “To e-rect means: to open the right in the sense of a guiding measure, a form in which what belongs to the nature of being gives guidance.” (672) What belongs to the nature of being is the earth and is our guiding measure. Earth nature keeps its balance in its intrinsic right knowing and the works created are in service to this and are evidence of this right knowing. We know the rightness of the earth in the beauty of the works.

Heidegger also writes this subtle passage giving that the works belong “within the realm that is opened up by itself.” (670) The earth is itself, is the worlds, is the work, is again the earth. Through the work the earth knows itself and is itself. “In setting up a world, the work sets forth the earth. This setting forth must be thought here in the strict sense of the word. The work moves the earth itself into the Open of a world and keeps it there. The work lets the earth be an earth.” (674) The work bows to the glory of the earth and is not the focus, but a reflection of that which is the creation of earth. We are not possessed by the brush strokes or the composition but we are held in awe of the beauty of that which effuses from behind the work, which is the earth. This is in contrast to the technical-scientific objectification of nature, which is egoic-individualist, colonial, and invasive. Science and industry make claims and attempt to make proofs. Lands are conquered, stakes are claimed, monuments are named. The earth does not ask for praise but demands it in its being.

The earth does not divulge its methods of creation. The secrets of the earth’s temple-work of creating worlds are not attainable when put to test. The earth does not allow our attempts to understand or become master over the creative process, and refutes attempts at such. “Color shines and only wants to shine. When we analyze it in rational terms by measuring its wavelengths, it is gone. It shows itself only when it remains undisclosed and unexplained.” (674) We are closer to knowing the mystery of the creative process in an allowing. A writer cannot get beyond his writer’s block by sheer force of will. Heidegger calls the attempts of mastery “an impotence of will”. The earth creates as it will create, in earth time. We may think through our study and analysis that we can grasp the workings of the earth/creator/cosmos but we cannot, our attempts are in vain. For those artists who learn the technical skill of a craft but are incapable of allowing the earth to be an earth the power of creation escapes them. The technical-scientific objectification of nature is a cold attempt to create art only by means of technical skill. The Beauty of a work is in its spirit, which is the spirit of earth. Earth creates itself and keeps the secrets of its creation. The artist is a channel for the creation and not the creator on their own merit.

We cannot mine the earth of its works, but only through an allowing is the earth brought forth in the earth in temple-works. Only in the allowing of the earth to be an earth is the Beauty of an art work created. “The opposition of world and earth is a striving.” (676) The technical-scientific objectification of nature is all striving and conquest, discovering and naming, dissecting and exploiting. The earth keeps itself from these activities and comes into being without strife. “The earth is the spontaneous forthcoming of that which is continually self-secluding and to that extent sheltering and concealing.” (676) The earth is self-secluding in that it does not seek approval nor does it shirk from derision or judgment. Heidegger writes, “Self assertion of nature, however, is never a rigid insistence upon some contingent state, but surrender to the concealed originality of the source of one’s own being.” (676) The earth is beyond judgment and is is-ness; its being is not contingent upon the presence or absence of approval. The artist temple-workers align with their earth nature in this manner as well and know the earth as their Source. They know the being of the earth and allow it to come through their temple-work in creation of worlds. The artist is in service to the being of the earth and through allowing the earth to be an earth, the earth and the artist know of their being and are, in their nature, fed.


Hofstadter, Albert, and Kuhns Richard. Philosophies of Art & Beauty . Chicago: University of Chicago Press, 1964. 647-700. Print.



Monday, February 22, 2010

Prophecy



Assan gave me the project file Friday, I wrote the song Saturday, and recorded the vocal demo tonight in Logic.
And of course because I'm a nerd and like iMovie so much I had to make a video and put it on the Interwebs even though it's a draft.




It's our evolution
We're all connections
Of one body mind and energy

It's our education
It's the reason
That we're here on this planet
You see

I see you love
Separate the vanity
From the true self
Take up your divinity

Follow intuition
Rise up
Go where you are led
That's our Nature fed

That's the prophecy

Don't need no religion
Our precision
Are the waves of time and space

I feel you love
It's a mission
And we're sent here from outer space

You wan more love
It's a full day
So go get it life don't come for free

It's our education
Of the seasons
How we live in this eternal grace

You all are blessings
No second guessing
You are rising to the next degree

Rise up
Go where you are led
We'll work until our Nature's fed.


Monday, February 15, 2010

am greater pleased

Schopenhauer

In order to clarify the concept of the feeling of the sublime, Schopenhauer listed examples of its transition from the beautiful to the most sublime. This can be found in the first volume of his The World as Will and Representation, § 39.

For him, the feeling of the beautiful is pleasure in simply seeing a benign object. The feeling of the sublime, however, is pleasure in seeing an overpowering or vast malignant object of great magnitude, one that could destroy the observer.

  • Feeling of Beauty - Light is reflected off a flower. (Pleasure from a mere perception of an object that cannot hurt observer).
  • Weakest Feeling of Sublime - Light reflected off stones. (Pleasure from beholding objects that pose no threat, yet themselves are devoid of life).
  • Weaker Feeling of Sublime - Endless desert with no movement. (Pleasure from seeing objects that could not sustain the life of the observer).
  • Sublime - Turbulent Nature. (Pleasure from perceiving objects that threaten to hurt or destroy observer).
  • Full Feeling of Sublime - Overpowering turbulent Nature. (Pleasure from beholding very violent, destructive objects).
  • Fullest Feeling of Sublime - Immensity of Universe's extent or duration. (Pleasure from knowledge of observer's nothingness and oneness with Nature).

mineral or vegetable

and when the projections stop i'm at the corner of a ball of wire. sinking into the earth. i want to be water. i am ancient. it has been eons i have been trapped in this paradigm. century after century after star system. where is the release of the sublime. look at your rear view mirror and spot the chasers. the fazers. the haters. we're all here looking in on judgment. so many god damn words and concepts and all i want to be is wind. vapor. i haven't a cool care darling for what you wear. the flow of the day, it's been a good one. so much i don't know. and my attention span this time of night is waning. my best friend is this shiny silver box, rectangle, notebook thing. penny for your thoughts and peter frampton is the closest thing i have to my childhood and the age of four and the concept of dad at home. your lacanian psychosis denies the existence of the concept of father. stop doing drugs people. fuck the alarmists. all day with the fucking alarms. car alarms. house alarms. dogs barking. a song called our siren. what. on a scale of one to ten productivity was 8. groundedness was 7.5 to 8.75. i ignored the alarms and apparently boy's weren't crying wolf but a house was broken into. broken. i learned today the beauty of a thing which desire is satisfied ceases to be beautiful. to possess a thing of beauty removes its function of non-function and thus a key component of its beauty. (kant) i paraphrase. lest i jest. kant makes my head hurt. too many words. for kant a thing of beauty must not have a purpose. reductionist. why do i have the myriad in my itunes. the worst song i've ever heard is 'we will be disappointed together'. wow guys, that's catchy. and what the holy fuck... why is it necessary for the shuffle feature to have hall and oates 'maneater' play twice within six songs. what are the chances? subtle? hardly. the first time it started playing i skipped it. the second time i let it play. there is something very wrong with most music i listen to being 130 beats per minute. that's not true, sufjan stevens is great for the blood pressure. i'm not sure about all the electronica. i run around most days with my heart rate somewhere around 130 beats per minute. everything is very important at 130 beats per minute. today was a 85 beat per minute sort of day. i liked it. it was a good day for drying clothes on the clothesline. until the gardeners came. they brought some nice oscillators to sheer the chlorophyl. i'm just being a brat right now, there's nothing wrong. nothing is every wrong. it's just a misinterpretation of the chemical reactions produced in my human suit and interpreted as 'emotion'. something about reading kant and about the beautiful and the sublime made me disconnect. i am very upset by his 'purposiveness without purpose'. i feel personally affronted. maybe i am not beautiful so it is a moot point. something goes, "but i want to have a purpose!" i have no purpose. in the sense that no one has a purpose. i have a purpose. it is prognosis. i love anything that can keep my heart rate at 85 beats per minute. or 60. slow and soft and with something diminished. something i can sense around the edges.

wu-wei



In wu-wei we are removed from the center of focus and see our greater connection to the source of all and move to a state of synchronous being-ness and non-beingness. Wu-wei is letting go and is an allowing. Through our humble service to the flow of the way, one becomes sage. We remove ourselves from the state of self. We walk the channel. One does not strive with wu-wei. There is a being and an essence. Material goals of the world of form are reached in the allowing. The material plane is a space of work, humility, virtue and commitment to the path. The path is the eternal now, world without end. The eternal now does not seek other moments, does not strive for what is not. Wu-wei is a stillness of being, an internal vibration held within the cells, a stasis.

Each object within the cosmos has a purpose and a nature. In wu-wei we are within our nature. We do not fight our nature or are to be anything but our is-ness. We go into the silence within and dwell in our is-ness. Allow all that is needed to be provided in the eternal now.

The way governs itself through non-action. “To beget, to nourish, to beget but not to claim, to achieve but not to cherish, to be leader but not master, this is called the Mystic Virtue.” The role of the leader is not to order but to direct seamlessly in the way, as he facilitates the balance, a servant himself to the way. Let the divine intelligence of All speak and act, let each cell awaken to its nature. Inherent in the intelligence of each life form is the dawn of self-governance. Each cell of the body aligns to the nature of its stillness. As each cell of humanity aligns to the stillness of its is-ness, we are self-led. We ebb, we flow, we return to our source; it is all, it is everything, it is nothing. We honor both the is-ness and the non-ness of all beings. The balance is restored in the awakening. The balance is unseen.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

syllogism

reckon a howdy is in order to the district's ice cream trucks. enjoy vday ms. a.