Here it is, coming on the middle of July…it’s nice to be back and revisit this blog. Used to be I took the summer off from blogging, but if last year is any indication it may be that summer is the only time I have to blog—at least for the next few years. See how that goes I guess.
What have I been doing this whole time? One possible answer: dealing with disconnections, possibly from truths derived from fear. What is a truth we all fear? In literary criticism and probably most other fields that would be death—death being the force that at a basic instinctual level impels us onward to make something of our lives. Well, that’s what Freud would say. Another point of view has it that what impels us forward is a spiritual instinct (intuition?) to integrate and construct; by establishing hierarchies of connection we become metaphoric enactments of the divine. Fear in this case is only a fear of the divine—however the divine is defined. I’m not sure any of this has anything to do with me, but it has been an extremely busy past few months.
I can say that, despite the bravado, I was heartened to hear this young man’s speech, especially his notion that, “we live disconnected from a truth we all fear.”