On the Affirmation and Negation of All Philosophical Systems.
As an artist, I can see within my mind’s eye all
alternatives at once, though some may not surface in consciousness, and I may
choose to either side with my Directed Mind, in failure, or with my
Non-directed Heart, in ecstasy and sanctity. Contradictions and inconsistencies
are symptoms of growth, though the debater exploits them in his opponent, hints
are the loudest of truths, though the aggressor takes the subtlety of one’s
silence to be ignorance of the “clear facts” which in fact cease to be of
import when they are brought from their mystifying shade.
In Heideggerian terms, things are revealed to us. The Artist
and poet sees the best form as though it were a Platonic Form in one’s Mind,
with no need to petition the senses. My attack upon empiricism was a rejection of
the absurdity of sensory strain in the guise of a search for the best of all
possible worlds, in actuality in the mere service of the empirical method. Yet
my method of extracting the empirical splinter and extricating myself from the
splintered rubble of a demolished empirical forest had relied too heavily upon
the construction of a log cabin: Rationality.
Both my argument in defense of the Artist’s Insight (and in
opposition to the Will to Ignorance) as well as the one that attacked
Rationality are rowboats that have drifted downstream, out of reach. They are
obsolete, yet I am not a hypocrite for having employed them in the quest of
this shore. I sought Rationality as an ally to subdue Empiricism, and then I
slayed Rationality itself. Yet I am not a traitor to Truth. All methods are
mere vessels, and the abandonment of a system over time is not hypocrisy but
Adventure, so long as what guides it is the fundamental childlike Spirit of
Adventure and Wonder, by no means a mere Romantic naivete but a truly dramatic
confrontation with the void, which would only be recognized by another solitary
soul in quest of that Absurdity*.
*Possibly a quest made more dangerous, astonishing, and difficult
to the intelligent minority by the endurance of apathy and the temptation to
ignorance made unbearable in the midst of Authority.
Dm.A.A.
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