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Surrealism and the Sacred by Celia Rabinovitch,

Across the spectrum of religious experiences—from the archaic and chthonic experience of sacred power to organized religion—surrealism arises in that elusive threshold between the sacred and the profane, between the illuminations and of everyday life and the more formal expressions of the sacred. The mysterious, contradictory nature of this liminal zone is embodied in surrealist literature and art: matter becomes metaphor; the ordinary object becomes extraordinary; and images evoke emotional disturbance and ambiguity rather than specific ideas. The ambivalent force of the surreal resists conventional rational categories of intellectual discourse. Behind its elusive potency of mood and charged associations lie the fundamental ambivalence and non rational power of the sacred.

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is this not the case?

The cthonic, primal power is the soiurce of poetry, not irony.

Yes; but I wouldn't bind irony

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I wouldn't bind anything, thats what freedom and creativity feed on

We don't have to be any kind of ist
Isms frame context for comprehension

In 1917 an intellectual motive had to be assigned to abstraction because people didn't know what they where looking at Today abstraction makes perfect sense

I don't think your a great writer because your a surrealist I think you are great and surrealism is your vehicle and if you disposed of it you'd still be great

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you!

But all that 'strange stuff' IMO is a result of inherited side snaps. Too many shrooms or whatever messing with the chemicals in the mind and body. I've seen some outrageous things in my past calling it spiritual experience that when grounded once more realized I was just in a faze of mania that would range from mild to psycho syms. Some profound experiences have occurred leaving me to wonder what is real or not.
How does one thought lead to another? Irrationality or so it may seem I've been accused of many times and that is a challenge in writing. How to make sense to a reader or as we say here on Neo 'internal logic'
Now please forgive me if this all is off topic because if it is then there ya have it, proof in the pudding.
Done with my rambling and thanks.

and,
that's how I see it.

Mark L.

Delighted by your rambling My contribution is simply this I have had experiences that are certainly inexplicable by science by not out side of endless theoretical conjecture I think if we define truth as eternal because if it is the least bit ephemeral or transitory it can not be ultimately true Truth does not come and go and it can not end if it is true Everything else ultimately is transitory like the weather

Ie The concreate reality we look to for objectification is just another delusion / illusion We only have to look to our own mortality to confirm that. Strangely what is truth must be transcendental beyond form and self effulgent
Enter surrealism and dada as fragments of another dimension, the treasure trove of images mistakenly pawned off by literalists as nonsense because it is to difficult to penetrate beyond their own limitations of physical substance If we look to the quantum world we get a taste of subtlety that we find unintelligible in the realm of the senses

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I don't see how death is an illusion or delusion. It is part of our meaning that is to say all humans die. What do we know? Nothing. That is death in truth. The thing is no one wants to hear it. Are we so lonesome among each other that we need to invent gods? Where the hell does that creativity come from anyhow? Must be God right? Or too many shrooms along the lines. Hallucinogens I can see and feel and taste etc. I believe truth and reality a commonality that all humans share or are the threads that hold us together as one life form.
Your vocabulary is beyond me Z. I can't help but be curious as to where you received your training but you don't need to feel obligated in any way to answer that.

and,
that's how I see it.

Mark L.

We habitate in a dense realm with all the underpinnings to persuade us we live in an irreducible concrete reality yet when creatures flicker out of perceivable existence, as we do, what is that telling you? Is it telling you that all we think believe feel and perceive is transitory? If there is an underling ineffable self effulgent reality that is permanent and a source of this one; what does that tell you about how you see things? It tells me what we see hear feel taste and touch is limited to our finite perception ie we are getting very limited information How do you perceive a multi dimensional universe in an infinite sea of multi-universes with finite comprehension?
Metaphorically speaking how does an ant understand its own existence?

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I prefer to keep it simple but that's me. Maybe it's convenient but it helps keep me grounded. Dam, in this world (at least mine) that's a challenge in itself. Understanding why we exist down to a simple truth is easy for me but it seems no one wants that and what they look for is not real. So in my way of simplicity the meaning of life at this point is to grow old and die. That is the same for everyone in part as the rest has been lived out (for me) I was born, I grew, made children grew old and now we all die. That's a simple truth we all share or else not be human, yes? Everything else is uncertain. Now quit laughing at my finite perception lol

and,
that's how I see it.

Mark L.

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