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On Junos Cu'nt !!! Evola is a Sage for our Troubled Age. This Guy Sh'ts on Nietszche, on Every Page !!!!!!!,
on 1 August 2011
Isn't it ironic that Julius Evola is finding success in cyberspace? Cyberspace being the mob technology par excellence. Still, if you want to see how the other half thinks, then read this guy. A woolly egalitarian he isn't! A smart soul, he definitely is. He died with no kids and probably never had a girlfriend; now that really is dedication to your Weltanschauung! Evola is a breath of fresh air, even though he will always float around fantasy land, not because he doesn't speak truths, but because his system is impossible to achieve in our world. Still, I couldn't help feeling the irony of Evola's hyper-elitism flowering via the egalitarian, and American invented, internet! The net came out of the 1960's counter culture movement and its ethos back then was 'here comes everyone', hence the Internet 2.0. Evola will be turning in his grave (if he wasn't cremated).
Anyway, from what i gather from this great philosopher, Evola is arguing that the idea behind life is that your life is a gap between the two eternities where you actually have a chance of finding out what the hell is going on. But if you're consuming the trash dangled before your startled eyes, then you are living somebody else's idea of what is going on.
Are you not, after all, a citizen of the mystery of life, rather than a consumer of somebody else's idea of what your mystery should look like? Someone else has your transcendence already packaged for you and it resembles a flabby, synthetic, de-caffeinated version of the mystery, were the shopping mall replaces the cathedral as the communities dwell point and instead of working on your fundamental ontology, to free you soul or build karma points, your mortgage is your mausoleum.
Now the point of this free for haranguing is that you arrived from who knows where, you live for a few decades before departing to who knows where. Death if like the singularity of physics, a black hole is a singularity because no information can escape a black hole you see. Our death is the black hole of biology because no information can escape the after death state (forget all the clapping from the New Age section).
So while we exist in this Earth, we wonder the planet, bump into stuff, like startled chimpanzees, clever stuff like Bach or fractal geography, or dumb stuff like consumerism, but it is all our choice, is what I'm struggling to say, rather than the choice of some marketing dude with a focus group. Now it is rumoured than millions of other lucky beings lived before our time and some went on the found empires and set armies marching but a select few became smart and attained enlightenment. You too can bump into the right stuff, follow the path of all those millions who never got the chance of getting it; you have the chance of getting it. But living as a consumer completely avoids the boat. Consumerism infantilises the specie and bleeds the individual dry.
Consumerism focuses' the mind on a downwards spiral of a beastly greed and feed ecstasy, and reduces the human animal to cravings for the baser things in life. This is called downwards transcendent, because there is the possibility of the upwards transcendence. Downwards transcendence is not really a new phenomenon because the ancient Gnostics also believed that we are spirits trapped in a material world. Though by upwards transcendence, I do not mean the worn out and completely discredited wine bottles of organised religion, or the old wine in new bottles me-me-me spiritualism. Neither do I mean menopausal mysticism or celebrity death-worship for dummies (Tibetan Buddhism).
This is a fierce treasure trove of a book that deserves to be read. Even if you yourself do not yearn for Evola's world view (I certainly don't!), still, the reading can still be a reward for this chaotic and tyrannical X-Box reality we are getting sucked into. After all, you need chaos in your heart to give birth to an Evolian star! Indeed you do!