Дан осми

Кад из снова ишчезне све што овом свету припада,

па и разум који га разуме, постаће сан ALI ZOI,

други живот.

Борислав Пекић, Златно руно

 

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Још један дан без имена и дамара зачиње се у материци неба. Птице расањују зору, усецајући се оштро гласовима, као прастарим крицима, у недосањан сан. Зграде начињу сунце, небо тоне у град. У плими и осеци тек рођених мисли даве се испразна значења, скривена у непочинку. Склопљени капци покушавају да заробе и оприсутне лет полуделих слика, скидајући машак са сна. Јутро раздевичује тело, али не да се његово девичанство – сан. Не да да буде обешчашћен.

Упостојих се двадесетдеветог фебруара, несумњиво – године преступне. Моја хибернација је отпочела када и ја отпочех, онда када се суочих са својим Првим даном, пре првог починка, када ми се гласнуло прво јутро. У једно свитање, у свом упостојавању, зеница још недовољно великих да приме свет, суочих се са сплетом неотесаних облика. Ослободих тело.

Не сећам се првог непочинка, нити тренутка када први пут заробих сан међу зидине стварног. Али, верујем да устук није био могућ. Сада сам непозната која тежи бесконачности, усред једначине, заграђена коренима. Камен сам хитнут у висине, с намером да осетим трзаје неба и потонем у његову дубину. Ипак, колебам се као дах самртника и котрљам као чик по том истом небу, птицама испревртаном, уображеном, исписујући сопствену путању, лемнискату исцртану овим истим телом, заборављеним. Падам низ властиту попутнину, икаровски, са перчином неба на плећима и нарамком времена у рукама, осећајући сву тежину плаветнила којим сам покропљена. За мном дише мој сан. Два неба – једно у другом. Ја у сну, и сан у мени. Сутра – нови покушај продирања. Враћање у сан. У свет.

Свеједно.

Зар је могуће да постоји некакво Сутра? Зар није Данас надеждније јуче? Сутра посувраћено? И свако је Данас Осми дан стварања.

Бриде речи-променљиве јаче од усијаног гвожђа. Плетем слова. Згушњавам ретке. Моја је глад изван тела. Кушам неизвесност бескраја, у нутрини неба, да осветлим Своје и Туђе снове скривене у звеци дана, уваљане у голо, непристојно Ништа. Чекање се наставља док не освестим сан. А уснућу пре но што ме пробуди смрт. Прареч.

Зрни дан. Осми. Сумраком оивичен.

Зри време. O, зар?

Марија Мирковић

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Herman Hese: Igra staklenih perli

Svako od nas je samo čovek, samo pokušaj, samo neko na proputovanju. Ali treba da putuje onamo gde je savršenstvo, treba da teži ka središtu, a ne ka periferiji.

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– Postoji istina, dragi moj! Ali učenje za kojim ti žudiš, apsolutno, savršene učenje koje jedino donosi mudrost – takvo učenje ne postoji. Ti uopšte i ne treba prijatelju, da čezneš za nekim savremenim učenjem, nego za usavršavanjem sebe samoga. Božanstvo je u tebi, ne u pojmovima i knjigama. Istina se proživljava, ne propoveda se.

– Formalna igra je težila da iz stvarnih sadržaja svake igre, matematičkih, jezičkih, muzičkih i tako dalje, obrazuje što gušće, što nepropustljivije formalno savršeno jedinstvo i harmoniju. Psihološka igra, naprotiv, tražila je jedinstvo i harmoniju, kosmosnu zaokrugljenost i savršenstvo ne toliko u izboru, rasporedu, ograničavanju, povezivanju i stavljanju sadržaja jednih prema drugima, koliko u meditaciji koja prati svaku etapu igre, stavljajući na nju najveći naglasak.

– Izvesno, dva naroda i dva jezika neće se moći jedan drugom tako razumljivo i tako prisno poveriti kao dva pojedinca koji pripadaju istom narodu i jeziku. Ali to nije razlog za odricanje od razumevanja i poveravanja. I među sunarodnicima i ljudima istog jezika stoje pregrade koje sprečavaju puno poverenje i puno uzajamno razumevanje, pregrade obrazovanja, vaspitanja, obdarenosti, individualnosti. Može se tvrditi da svaki čovek na Zemlji može načelno razgovarati sa svakim drugim, i može se tvrditi da na svetu uopšte ne postoje dva čoveka među kojima je mogućno pravo, potpuno, prisno poverenje i razumevanje – jedno je isto toliko tačno koliko i drugo. To je jin i jang, dan i noć. Oboje imaju pravo, na oboje se povremeno mora podsetiti…

– Ta veselost nije ni flert, ni samozadovoljstvo, ona je najviše saznanje i ljubav, potvrda sve stvarnosti, budnost na rubu svih dubina i ponora, ona je vrlina svetaca i viteza, ona je nenarušiva i, sa starošću i približavanjem smrti, uvek samo raste. Ona je tajna lepoga i prava supstanca svake vrline…

– Učenost nije bila uvek i svuda vesela, iako bi to trebalo da bude. Ona, kult istine, kod nas je tesno povezana sa kultom lepog i osim toga sa meditativnom negom duše, nikada, dakle, ne može potpuno izgubiti vedrinu. Ali naša igra staklenih perli sjedinjuje u sebi sva tri principa: nauku, obožavanje lepog i meditaciju. Tako bi jedan pravi igrač staklenih perli trebalo da bude natopljen veselošću kao zreo plod svojim slatkim sokom, trebalo bi pre svega da ima u sebi veselost muzike koja nije ništa drugo do smelost, do veselo nasmejano koračanje i igranje kroz središte strahota i plamena sveta, svečano prinošenje žrtve.

– Istorija nam izgleda kao poprište nagona i moda pohotljivosti, gramzivosti i požude za vlašću, ubistava, nasilja, razaranja i ratova, slavoljubivih ministara, potkupljenih generala, pucnjavom razorenih gradova, a isuviše lako zaboravljamo da je to samo jedan od mnogih njenih aspekata. A pre svega zaboravljamo da smo mi sami komad istorije, nešto postalo i nešto što je osuđeno na izumiranje kada izgubi sposobnost za dalje postojanje i samopreobražavanje. Mi sami smo istorija i saodgovorni smo za svetsku istoriju i svoj položaj u njoj. Veoma nam nedostaje svest te odgovornosti.

– Život sveta, onakav kako ga je Kastaljanin video, bio je nešto zaostalo i inferiorno, život nereda i sirovosti, strasti i rasejanosti, on nije bio ništa lepo i vredno željenja. Ali svet i njegov život bio je beskrajno veći i bogatiji od predstave koju je jedan Kastaljanin mogao imati o njemu. On je bio pun postajanja, pun istorije, pun pokušaja, i uvek novog početka, on je bio možda haotičan, ali je bio zavičaj i rodno tle svih sudbina, svih umetnosti, sveg ljudstva, on je imao jezike, narode, države, kulture, on je stvorio našu Kastaliju i sve bi to opet video kako umire i nadživeo bi ga.

BUKA

Lakoća i težina

1967 Las piernas de martina

“Ljutio se na samog sebe, ali onda je pomislio kako je, u stvari, sasvim prirodno što ne zna šta želi.Čovjek nikad ne može znati šta treba da želi, jer živi samo jedan život i nikako ne može da ga uporedi sa svojim prethodnim životima, niti ga u sljedećim životima popraviti.

Je li bolje biti s Terezom ili ostati sam?

Nema nikakve mogućnosti da proveri koja je odluka bolja jer ne postoji mogućnost poređenja. Čovjek proživljava prvi put sve i bez pripreme. Kao glumac koji igra predstavu bez ikakve probe. Pa koliko onda vrijedi život ako je prva proba života već sam život? Život je onda uvijek sličan skici.

Samo, ni skica nije prava reč, jer je skica uvek nacrt za nešto, priprema za sliku.
A skica koja je naš život je skica ni za šta, crtež iz koga ne slijedi slika.”

Nepodnošljiva lakoća postojanja, Milan Kundera

Slavoj Žižek, the superstar of philosophy

Slavoj Žižek, the superstar of philosophy, was invited to Vienna to give this year`s annual lecture that commemorates Freud`s birth. It curiously took place in Burgtheater, curious because of two reasons, first because it unfolded for the primary time at this location and second because this particular location goes against Žižek`s Marxist principles and Freud`s aversion to bourgeoisie. Burgtheater is after all a symbol of past as well as present inequality. As most of my Austrian friends I also bought (!) a ticket to attend the lecture. I feared becoming a bit less of an intellectual if skipping one of such mass lectures. After a month of my break with science due to my travelling, I needed some extra points and decided to go to Žižek`s attention-grabbing talk. The so called “Borat of philosophy”, who might as well be more famous than Slovenia itself, touched upon a variety of topics but most of all tried to refer to Freud and the lasting relevance of his work for the contemporary world by using religion as a parallel for the capitalist world we live in.

Žižek`s stance is Marxian rather than Marxist because he reflects on Marx`s views and consequently launches his own take on them. What he says about Marx`s famous description of religion as “the opium of the people” is, for example, that “religion is no opium, opium is the opium itself – drugs”. He ironically states that the presence of drugs is more threatening than religion, which he then focuses on. Unlike postmodern thinkers Žižek is closer to Protestantism than Catholicism. In fact, it is the notion of predestination that fascinates him when it comes to Protestantism. However, his popular and significantly comic inputs that contributed to his reputation do not cease when talking about religion and difference between Catholicism and Protestantism. He says that Catholics and Protestants can both do whatever they want to but while the first need to confess their behavior to the priest, the latter feel simply guilty. In connection with this, when listeners asked him for some crucial references on religion, he told people to read the biblical story of Job. The story goes more or less like this: Job does not do anything wrong but nonetheless loses everything and becomes thoroughly miserable, after Satan’s suggestion to God. Three of his friends then tell Job that he should either find the reason for this misery in himself or in God as he is testing him. Moving directly to the point, the story ends with God admitting that Job is right when complaining about his destiny because he really did not do anything to deserve to be doomed. Žižek concludes that there is a parallel between this story and the notion of predestination.

When adding predestination to the final judgment we get a catastrophic result – going to hell not because of the sins but merely because God decided so. Likewise, there is also no particular reason for going to heaven, which Žižek finds so incredibly tragic that it turns comic. Primo Levi`s literature is for Slavoj Žižek an excellent example of this tragedy transforming to the comedy of horror that is inherent also to predestination. It is why all the good films about holocaust are comedies. They just cannot be tragedies like the story about Oedipus because the people suffering Shoah do not carry the responsibility for the fate that came upon them. Oedipus on the other hand undergoes the agony because of his own character. La vita è bella is an example of such a comedy but Žižek nevertheless considers it a bad example that could be improved if both the father and son would admit to each other that they knew all along that the camp is a real thing and not a game. His alternative would bring the comedy to a completely new level.

There is a joke that Žižek  often repeats and it goes like this: A patient is committed to a psychiatric institution because he thinks he is a grain of wheat and is afraid a giant chicken will eat him. After some sessions with his doctor he stops thinking that and sees himself as a human again, but, after leaving the institution, quickly returns to the institution, completely terrified of the chicken. When the doctor asks him why is he afraid of the chicken when he knows perfectly well that he is in fact not a grain of wheat but a man, the patient answers: “Well, of course, I know I am no grain, but does the chicken know that as well?” For psychoanalysis the chicken is the subconscious, but in religion it is God who has that role. According to Žižek, there is less atheists nowadays than ever before, as we believe through others. Christmas is the occasion when this becomes awfully obvious, as the parents believe in Santa because of the children and vice versa. It means that certain things work without anyone accepting them as true. Another joke follows, this time about Niles Bohr who has a horseshoe on his wall. It is traditionally an object bringing good luck and is a superstition which the scientist did not believe when someone directly asked him about it. He nevertheless said that he heard it works even without believing in its auspicious qualities. Žižek implies that there is an ideology, which does not only exist in funny anecdotes, but is materially present – also when it comes to topics such as democracy. It means it is not sufficient to know that there is no God, but its fiction which we need to stop structuring our world.

Žižek`s motivating lecture concludes with him affirming that Freud is still relevant, maybe more than ever, since we are not as free as we like to think we are. Constant human crave for pleasure proves it. Feeling guilty for not enjoying can, however, be resolved with psychoanalysis. All in all, Slavoj Žižek gave a noteworthy lecture navigating between the benefits of Freud`s theory and the need to act against commodity fetishism because realizing it exists is not enough.

Daša Ličen

Jonathan Liningston Seagull, photography by Russell Munson

“Don’t believe what your eyes are telling you. All they show is limitation. Look with your understanding. Find out what you already know and you will see the way to fly.”

Richard Bach

“You have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now, and nothing can stand in your way”.”

“You will begin to touch heaven, Jonathan, in the moment that you touch perfect speed. And that isn’t flying a thousand miles an hour, or a million, or flying at the speed of light. Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesn’t have limits. Perfect speed, my son, is being there.”

 

“We can lift ourselves out of ignorance, we can find ourselves as creatures of excellence and intelligence and skill.”

“Your whole body, from wingtip to wingtip,” Jonathan would say, other times, “is nothing more than your thought itself, in a form you can see. Break the chains of your thought, and you break the chains of your body, too.”

“He spoke of very simple things- that it is right for a gull to fly, that freedom is the very nature of his being, that whatever stands against that freedom must be set aside, be it ritual or superstition or limitation in any form.

“Set aside,” came a voice from the multitude, “even if it be the Law of the Flock?”

“The only true law is that which leads to freedom,” Jonathan said. “There is no other.”