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Meditations on the Tarot: A Journey into Christian Hermeticism

Meditations on the Tarot: A Journey into Christian HermeticismMeditations on the Tarot: A Journey into Christian Hermeticism by Anonymous
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

As creatures of language, we use meaning to tell us who we are, where we are, what we are and how we are to be. This author dives deeply into the meanings of many deep traditions, as is his chosen methodoloy: Christian Hermeneutics. Hermeneutics is the interpretation of text; really trying to get meaning out of words. So very exactly, this author has tasked for himself to find the meaning of traditions (religion, philosophy, linguistics, cultural critics, historical figures, literary figures, writers…), anyone or work of art whose sole function is to tell us who we are, where we are, what we are and how we are to be.

To organize this search, he uses the vehicle of Tarot cards, as a spiritual journey, a transformation of self to be more than self, in order to describe the ascent (or the beginning of such an ascent) to have a deeper holistic grasp of the universe around us. This book is not about fortune-telling.

One of the many spoken and returned to themes (and there are many) is the Jungian subconscious. Because we use our internal filing systems qua archetypes to structure relationships in the world, we have access to the outside only in that way. And in that sense, despite archetypes or despite language, we literally have the world through these forms. These forms, like the Tarot, become the Runic gateway not only to our unconscious but also to the outside.

But also because of using forms, we run the risk of producing relations. Because we live in these form arrangements, we otherwise know these forms as reality. The author warns us, there is a difference between reality and truth. That is to say, don’t get caught up in your world and lose the true union with the universal-all.

Rightly so. In a Hegelian like synthesis (without the chaos of Hegel), this author runs the gambit, a real cornucopia of meanings, picks and chooses, guides our way across them in argument leading us on a possible path, an interpretation of a huge sum of human knowledge to the point at which portals break down, words become invisible and you understand more than yourself… also your ultimate place, where you can’t get knocked down. Literally lodging you so no one can move you from there, you just understand and you are that understanding. No one can beat you talk, or talk you out of yourself. You just are. Nirvana, heaven, you name it, he’s considered it and arranged it here for us to see it. See it all in relation.

A real He-man, fascinating piece of work this art. It took me over a decade to get through this book, with many false starts, interruptions of life, and a need to learn how to read better and be more clear in thought… but also, in a way, an impossible pipe-dream too, don’t you think? To think we can break the noumenal skin that separates the i from the not-i… and then sort of melt into the rest of the world and become 1.

Yet despite this stated goal, when one reads, one gets a better sense of the larger world around us. Transitory in nature, full of riddles, temptations and desires for status — the author shows us how these things are… so we can learn. this author too wants us to be grounded in a humanly, divine way, to be among fellow men. We are to be, in our spiritual quest, better human beings, which is part of being of the world. He shows us this indirectly, discarding and picking up forms, to give us stepping stones to the way.

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Armadillos and Old Lace

Armadillos and Old LaceArmadillos and Old Lace by Kinky Friedman
My rating: 2 of 5 stars

The most amusing part of this book was the language. The hyperbole is simply astounding in its expression. Much else leaves me wanting more. To be honest, the set up and the characterization were wonderful right up to the point at which Kinky is introduced to the case. Basically Kinky comes home and is thrust into a mystery he doesn’t want… such then drives him crazy. I know that Kinky Friedman is often compared to Hunter S Thompson… In form yes. But here there is very little of Thompson’s super-critical awareness of culture: Why are we here? What are we doing? Instead in this mystery Kinky has as as much done to him as he does doing. In otherwords he seems to solve the case simply by being present. So no spoilers here, because there isn’t much to spoil… Maybe I’m spoiled by the hyperactive detective dramas on tv nowadays. In a way this book was pleasant as it as quick, but mainly because it stayed innocent much like a Nancy Drew mystery story. Some danger, some sexuality. Nothing graphic. I think in part, my expectations were off. Still the language is superb. And in that sense isn’t that literally what we read?

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Ask a Medium: Answers to Your Frequently Asked Questions about the Spirit World

Ask a Medium: Answers to Your Frequently Asked Questions about the Spirit WorldAsk a Medium: Answers to Your Frequently Asked Questions about the Spirit World by Rose Vanden Eynden
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is a comforting book to read.

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The Meaning of Life

The Meaning of LifeThe Meaning of Life by Terry Eagleton
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I’ve always admired Terry Eagleton’s concise and clear writing style. So I was very curious as to what he would say when he wrote this book (in the midst of battling cancer). In some ways, I am awestruck by how quickly he is able to get to the heart of such complex philosophies. In other ways I feel let down by Eagleton’s approach.

Eagleton takes a reductionist stance on the question “What is the meaning of life”, at once picking apart the question through choice thinkers. Eagleton’s weakness in this approach is that in his reluctance to commit deeply to examining one approach, he only skims the surface of the question.

While it may be true that “life is what we individually make of it” as he is so quick to end on an analogy of jazz and invention… whereas a philosopher and thinker one should approach a reflective, meta- level answer, weaved between the different structural positions of such thinkers. Instead he is mired in the specific remarks of specific thinkers, preventing his ability to cohere a unique context from which to read this question. By taking all voices equally he obsurates the question and forgets why we even ask it in the first place. He lets his respect for all these brilliant thinkers get in the way presenting any true critiques. Eagleton excuses this lack of commitment to a stance by blaming it as a reflection of the postmodern era. He takes the easy way out, inviting the reader to create their own meaning even while he earlier dismisses this point of view through Aristotle.

So in a sense, this book is aptly named as only an introduction. It is still clearly written but also in a very real way cowardly as he hides behind the different juxtaposed contexts of past thinkers.

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A Grammar of the Multitude: For an Analysis of Contemporary Forms of Life

A Grammar of the Multitude: For an Analysis of Contemporary Forms of Life (Semiotext(e) / Foreign Agents)A Grammar of the Multitude: For an Analysis of Contemporary Forms of Life (Semiotext by Paolo Virno
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Virno develops a pre-class distinction of the masses in this book about the multitude. He does a good job of defining this class in his attempt to solidify new axises in post-Ford capitalism.

While his range of focus was impressive for such a small work, I found most intriguing his collapse of the autonomous spheres (for Marx) of political action, economy and intellect in describing the conditions that characterize the multitude. Why do we work so much? And how are we to understand the Commons in our day and age when so much of our corporate existences are subsumed under the rubric of work. Especially now with our many technologies, our private lives have “publicness without a public sphere”.

In this way, the majority of the work surrounds a refining of what the multitudes are, and how we are all ready in this condition. While he does address how the axises of Marx are no longer conditions of the multitudes — how class itself is no longer adequate to describe our current condition — he does not give us velocity. We do not have an enemy to struggle against, or an aesthetic to attain.

Instead, he seems to leave us lingering among ourselves as a “communism of capital” as he puts it… that the borders of capital no longer lie outside in wilderness but within itself, much like the conclusion reached by Deleuze and Guattari when speaking about the limit of capitalism within itself.

Are we to understand ourselves as being completely sublimated by capitalism? That our condition of infinite labor (perhaps as expected of a fragmented post-modern workforce) relates now to an internal colonization of the Common shared pre-linguistic One inherent in our subjectivity? That while capitalism can only expand by seeking new markets, all “margins are in the center” that our logic of exploiter and exploited is perhaps becoming outdated when we understand our non-localized, non-representative political multitude?

I think Virno’s text is very interesting. He serves better as an exploratory text than a manifesto.. and while he definitely anticipates a becoming- of “the people to come” (which is literally what the multitudes are, a becoming-, a differential that is never fully politically identified) there doesn’t seem much for us to go on in, after recognizing the multitudes.

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A Slight Trick Of The Mind

A Slight Trick Of The MindA Slight Trick Of The Mind by Mitch Cullin
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Modestly unassuming in scope, this work really takes us to another place. An aging Sherlock Holmes must come to terms with his age, and his cosmic loneliness. In being able to reason everything, the logic and observations that helped him in his younger detective work, made him famous. Over the years, tons of people have come to him, wanting investigations, explanations… but he is retired.

Yet now, in his old age, with his fraying faculties, and in the twilight of his memory, he faces his last questions… (after all those he knew, including Dr. Watson have died and gone) in most human of conditions — needing to explain death (accidental or suicide)… and in the process learning about himself and his own lonely life.

This is a basic redemption story, about a man who lives his life by rationality and order despite the arbitrary nature of the universe and all that happens to each of us mortals… needing to come back to terms with something beyond rationality.

It’s not as flashy a story as many, but I heartily recommend it to someone wanting a quiet contemplation.

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Batman: The Long Halloween

Batman: The Long HalloweenBatman: The Long Halloween by Jeph Loeb
My rating: 1 of 5 stars

The artwork is good. The concept is admirable, but I find the plot and the characterization to be superficial. There is none of the trademarks of what makes Batman Batman, the “detective aspect” or the real drama, the descent into madness and horror… The Long Halloween suggests pathos, and presents us with ‘dramatic scenes’ but the presentation is simply there. There is not much build up, things just happen. And then, the comic ends just as it begun. Unsatisfyingly. We don’t see anything about what Catwoman sought, or see that Poison Ivy or the Scarecrow are really that dangerous; somehow the mob keeps them in line just by paying them. So, as a Batman comic it really lacks the hallmarks we expect from a great story.

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The Presidency of Andrew Jackson

The Presidency of Andrew Jackson (American Presidency Series)The Presidency of Andrew Jackson by Donald B. Cole
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Reads as a thorough investigation of the events of Jackson’s presidency. Cole manages to include some very welcome analysis of the complex changes in cabinet and congress while outlining the rise of the American Political Party system. He keeps in focus the many changes that influenced America in this time, as it transforms from an agrarian base to an industrial base. He also accounts for some of the different interpretations of Jackson while keeping a strong focus on how the participants must have viewed themselves in light of the new American Republic (rather than reading backwards on trends).

I rather appreciated this in-depth look at this strong presidential personality… and how successful Jackson was at dealing with the multitude of changes happening in this tumultuous time period… This book definitely makes me want to read more about the other presidents.

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baby bachelorette, sings out our lives to nothing & everything around itself

OMG!!! the scary part after watching this is that you could totally see little kids acting like that… but you can also see adults acting like that as well. We really aren’t that more developed.

plus,

This guy is singing out his life/eulogy out in public from a darker past with faith. egos are our life stories, for each of us that we build into a budding, flowering self-image.

equals,

as you get older, everything opens up, flowers. empties out. reading tons of philosophy is to find the central way, the well worn ruts that are psychosomatic, multilingual, intersecting, bifurcating language and humanity on all fronts. the point is that everything is made of the stuff around it, like waves from the self, a boat in a seat of semiotic neuron-tic economic influence. we are made of the stuff around us that accumulates as columns of time that mold our geneology our personage, a familiar link to perceive without your own molds, interfering, creating ripples, blindspots the loose rambling of my american dialogue, held into carefully conceived rapture, linking empty space to empty space time to time, and all subsequent experiences we seek to derive all sources of pleasure and being from.

transcendental immanence

deleuze and guattari develop the concept of the plateau as being a level that is consistent with itself. there are an infinite number of plateaus, just like there are an infinite number of logics, each different but with its own internal consistency. plateaus have at their core, an absolute logic that we can understand as being a “plane of immanence” — which is an even harder concept to define. ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plane_of_immanence )

this plane of immanence is only immanent to itself — and this is what allows it to also be simultaneously transcendental but to other phenomenon outside the plane.

the easiest way to conceive of planes of immanence is to think of a specific consciousness — animal, human or alien. how sensory data enters the consciousness, or how that consciousness purposefully arranges phenomenon IS what makes that consciousness itself. this is the easiest way to understand immanence. but immanence is not limited to consciousness. it could be how a specific species of bug is, or how the building code is itself (regardless of what it specifically says), or how a system gravitation works. it could be a logical formulae and its extending existential statements. anything really. even a poem, potentially. anything with its own internal sense, or logic.

plateaus then, are planes of immanence but as they relate to other plateaus, and signs that float between them. if you take a line of flight, a thought as it escapes a plateau, it can then become another plateau. plateaus are the status quo of tight-knit groups of people. when a group of people that absolutely form a group (rather than a collective of individuals) navigate through a new space, they leave behind tracks unique to themselves. like survivors in a zombie apocalypse movie, they take certain choice items, leave others behind, and make muddy prints everywhere. forensic dramas like CIS, law & order, mentalist and bones, and whatever new tv shows exist now… they all hinge on the fact that people are planes of immanence. people can’t help it; they are immanent to themselves. their tracks are unique to them, and can be left by no one. each episode is the piecing together of a criminal profile like a new bear claw in the mud can tell the biologist the age, size, sex, diet and whatever about the bear so they can define it, contain it and capture it… normalizing the forest.

in case you aren’t impressed by the organizational power behind this post-structural philosophy: palmistry, astrology, alchemy… these are all planes of immanence on the scale of their immersion. if you grab any media, like anime or any movie or tv show — if this media is successful it will create a plane of immanence — a world uniquely itself so that we can insert any number of anything into this world and it will follow a logic. (one imagines aliens landing in the middle of an episode of SUITS and harvey spector defending earth by “out lawyering” a bunch of alien invaders)

so, if you think about planes of immanence and how they relate to things like real estate… or doing philosophical forensics — e.i. reading the signs people leave lying around and trying to reconstruct their psyche-footprint — no doubt planes of immanence is related to how we as human beings conceive and arrange things. that is, cultural knowledge can be arranged in a series of multiple planes of immanence. it follows too that biological, and physical phenomena can also be arranged this way, but only as it relates to how we define the study of that phenomenon — or more rightly speaking — how we define that phenomena. because when you take said knowledge and extend it beyond the academic field, we see (more and more so, through the internet’s ability to open us to other people’s thoughts and conversations) that nothing is by itself… changes even in one small area affect phenomena in conceptually remote places. for example, bees. pesticides. earthquakes in distant regions as they make our computer hardware more expensive. economic analysis often trace roots to surprising historical ontologies as they originate through natural or political disasters or technological disruption.

so i’m guessing that these plateaus are more a formulation of our mind than an actual out-in-the-world noumenon.

the question then becomes, for me, how is it that we choose one plateau over another? we (and i mean us 1st worlders who exist so much online) are so exposed to alternative medias, alternative media channels, lies, truths, advertisements that seek to blow our collective minds. yet we filter out some messages when other messages resonant so strongly with us. i understand that too much twisty logic is distasteful. such logic is rejected because it asks that we sacrifice too much of ourselves to follow it. but too little is boring, even cliche. so somewhere in the middle, is the pleasurable playfulness of being exposed to some kind of nonsense. it seems to me that philosophical economics is the proper field of study here.

economics is all about why we choose one thing over another. why we make decisions the way we do. granted, this isn’t psychology or sociology — economics today isn’t even about the maximization of utility. economics today is about the maximization of the objectively quantifiable utility (money and all the things that are money (commodities… stocks, real estate… branding… whatever…)). but the fact of the matter is, we make choices all the time about what we are willing to expose ourselves to, and why we chose to embrace one plateau (say, global warming) over another (say, scientology).

to me, this is MOST fascinating. it’s also not enough to say, okay, here’s a weird club, who goes with it, and can enjoy it… who wants to leave immediately? i want that experience to somehow say something about our psyche, how it reaches our core. i want to trace that line. so i suppose then, that i buy into the fantasy that so many forensic tv shows share: that everything is about us. that our choices matter, that they reveal to the world who we are despite ourselves. we cannot help but be who we are.

the root of this fantasy though, isn’t just that things touch us at our core, that everything reflects on us, because everything is psychologically revealing… it’s the fantasy that we even have a core in the first place.