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THE SHORT, HAPPY HISTORY OF A WRITING LIFE by David Eide:
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SOCIETY and the BEAST
Letís put this plainly: In the beginning the society is a beast that demands some kind of satisfaction. It is a series of materializations that speak out into the domain of the individual soul.
And all along the way there are persons who will take over and possess the beast aspect of the society and live it out to the disadvantage of himself and everyone else around him. Society is the reflection of the low brain. The sense life is the reflection of the reflection and if it canít free itself from the reflection then the future of the society and the fate of the person are one. With the provision that the society has all the advantages; it even has a conscience. Most especially it has a conscience! It does no good to extol and lift the individual into the perfect image of the beast. What has to be learned is what the old primitives had to learn in relation to nature: give it its due but seek to overcome it.
Perhaps the object of art intercedes between the individual and what the individual is trying to overcome so that both possess the other and are changed.
The person struggles to get out of all the entrapments that are modern society until he begins to see the truth. At the same time, one canít live in generalities.
You take on society and learn about it without complaint. Itís a slow process, even graceless and absurd at times. But there is no reason to be shamed or discouraged. First, you read it through the unconscious forms of family, school, community. Then when you begin to get conscious you read its overt personality. How it manifests itself along its face so to speak, through various media, through its speech, through its conflicts. Then you read it through its original intention.
To do this isnít simply an act of curiosity, itís a political act since you want to reverse the sensibility which has the state over the nation. That kind of relation wonít abide in the future. That relation determines so much of its crude personality; it demoralizes the atmosphere so to say.
The in-taking of various ďspeech-forcesĒ how it insinuates in and out of the mind; various images, various abstractions and how this operates at all times.
Every step one takes issues up a choice between mediocrity and vitality. Society serves the purposes of mediocrity; that dwarf self that one tries to fight all the time, driven now by hope, now by pain, now by a glimpse of a truth or, even, of a paradise. Human pride and human power are masters of this mediocrity because in human societies everything is regulated along the lines of a heating unit governing itself by a thermostat.
When the object of reverence is defined, named, criticized, brought into contact with the unessential, the base, all oneís hopes go out the window and the heart and imagination fill with the desire to make the object human.
The delights are elsewhere.
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