Nonsense.
Saturday, May 27, 2006
♥ Saturday, May 27, 2006
V for Vendetta. by Alan Moore and David Lloyd. (060506) My first graphic novel. A classic on its own. Fascist regime toppled by guy wearing a Guy Fawkes' mask. Dark, originial, and classy. But between a movie and pictures? I'd choose a movie.
A nonsensical attempt at nonsense. Ok, i went thru a few blogs, and there was few attempts at nonsense. i htink i got to have a shot at it too.:)
Should we start with the "what is?"? But, i do not know how to define nonsense. Ok, i could start using a non-negative, but nonsense is the non-negative! The nonsense of definitions after all.
To know what is not sense, we then have to step into the obvious opposite, sense. There're certain senses i'd reckon. The natural physical senses, the emotional, the logical, the philosophical and the nonsensical. I think, in my own fantastic attempt at drawing theories,that the no man's land between the logical and the nonsensical, is the philosophical. What do i mean?
See, Memory and Identity by Pope John Paul 2(070506) has a quote i made a feeble attempt to memorise. " The eternal heritage of the Father truly passed through Mary's heart and was thus enriched by all that the wonderful feminine genius that could bring about to Christ's patrimony." Something about how the church is termed "Mother". Ok, logically, its nonsense. Nonsensically, hmm..its logical. But its the difference in the two, logic and nonsense, that brings philosophical sense to what the pope is mentioning. So what is philosophy? A search for truth? An attempt at what is and isnt? Or an illusion beneath the illusions that plague the peripheral senses.
Actually, over a very cool discussion with my family in the car, did nonsense take shape. Why would one make such contrasts between the realm of meaning,& the realm of nothingness( the realm of nonsense)? Its the fragility of life! Ha, my mum told me abt how over a delivery, the ironic trauma of a mother's death in a delivery, some haemorrhage, or a blood clot in the brain, some air bubble in some vital organ and poof! There goes a loved one. And accidents? The disturbing lack of time one has to exist and live, makes what matter, and what dont(nonsense). Ok, in this other book, Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky (180506), i caught down this phrase that i feel speaks powerfully about what i am talking.
"where have i read of a condemned man, at the hour of his death, says or thinks that if the alternative was offered him, of existing somewhere on a rock, or yard where only his 2 feet could stand, where all around him the ocean, perpetual gloom, perpetual solitude, perpetual storm, to remain standing there for a lifetime, a 1000 yrs, an eternity, would he choose to live thus than die at once? Only, live, live, live!"
I just loved the quote. Have life ever felt like an illusion to you? Like there's somehting more. the search of purpose feels like the ultimate illusion of them all. We glorify in our gifts of being alive, not in finding what to do with it. Or is it the other way around? What are blues? It cant possibly be the dread of monotony, because monotony does not breed dread. The lack of purpose does. And if so, whats phenomenal, is that after an existence of a decade or 2, that we finally ask ourselves what are we doing, really.
Huh? Now this is weird. What exactly happened in the past 20 years? It couldnt be plain, superficical existence, because we all know that living demands more than superficiality. A being takes shape in the roots and depths of truth. Not in the surface. This, i find, is the plain nonsense that we are. We dont relaly make sense! After all this time here, we ask what we are doing here? That should be the very first question and answer we find with the entry of language. So, question is, did we?
See, Adam and Eve's initial purpose was in existing. Now that sounds like the kind that we'd most probably say its monotonous. Ah, but the great Milan Kundera says that the monotony in the Garden bred happiness, not boredom. So, question is, whats with the knowledge of Good & Evil? Whats with the fruit? What didnt satisfy so much that they wanted out? The blues?? The lack of purpose? Or, was it mere nonsense. Ha! Now its warped. But its logical nonsense. See, perfection has a price. The price is knowledge. People cannot know that perfection exist, unless there was imperfection. Now, i would think, its nonsense that Man and Woman became curious about. Its great being in the Garden of Eden. Its happy, and its good. But, question is, what is, exactly, the experience of bad? Things in the garden make good, philosophical, beautiful sense( after all, it came from God). But, what are the things that doesnt? What are the nonsenses? What
doesnt make sense, in all that does? If Evil is the lack of good. Nonsense, could be the lack of sense. And the Knowledge of that, could bring Man and Woman, out of sense, out of good, into the world of nonsense. Goodness, the logic of nonsense! Damn, i am good.
To all who read this, read it carefully. For wise are those who know nonsense for what nonsense is. Its the foolish that gets manipulated by nonsense's facade.
Nonsense aside, i thank you God. The wk was tough and it might get tougher. But somewhere, in all the nonsenses, i feel i have You.
