Nietzsche and Rabelais
Pantagruelism and Amor Fati are two central concepts for me.
Pantagruelism, as Caleb Stegall defines it, is:
"I do not want to wage war against what's ugly..." I repeat myself that phrase like a Mantra. I wish to become only a "Yes-sayer."
Pantagruelism, as Caleb Stegall defines it, is:
"That odd cast of mind which allows one to see the corruption everywhere, including in oneself, while still loving the world... The Pantagruelist is able to joyfully engage in earthly reality, insisting on seeing both the divine reflection and the demonic shadow. Drawing from Augustine’s view of this age as a saeculum senescens (an age that will pass away), the Pantagruelist is content with the uncertainties of faith for knowledge of the Beyond. This, in turn, frees him to love the people and places he finds himself surrounded by; to see things for what they are: a suggested yet missed perfection."And Amor Fati, in the words of Nietzsche:
"My formula for greatness in man is amor fati: that a man should wish to have nothing altered, either in the future, the past, or for all eternity. Not only must he endure necessity, and on no account conceal it -- all idealism is falsehood in the face of necessity -- but he must love it."
"I want to learn more and more to see as beautiful what is necessary in things; then I shall be one of those who make things beautiful. Amor fati: let that be my love henceforth! I do not want to wage war against what is ugly. I do not want to accuse; I do not even want to accuse those who accuse. Looking away shall be my only negation."
"I do not want to wage war against what's ugly..." I repeat myself that phrase like a Mantra. I wish to become only a "Yes-sayer."
Scipio - did you write this just to confuse me? :-)
I took some philosophy classes at university, but my mind boggles when too many theories are introduced and everything is questioned and nothing is certain.
Like order!
Anyway, what I get from this is: Accept what one does not have the ability to change - and look for the beauty within it, fore there is always beauty to be found.
Nonsense?