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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again? Archilochus

Friday, January 31, 2014

Whence the Revolutionary Ardor?

Society is a Social Body, but
The Body is also a Society of Cells,
And the Soul a Society of Selves.
Every Cell has its own Body.
Every Self its own Body.
The Mind is the State governing
Body and Soul, Body Soul and Soul Body.
The Ego can be Prime Minister or President,
Autocrat or Tyrant, or Philosopher King,
Socialism begins as a State of Mind.
In which Thoughts are the Democratic
Representatives of every Cell and Self
That forms part of our Body and Soul, and
Our State Mind is one that allows to recognise
In each and every Member of Society, an
Embodiment of that Secret Society of the Self
The Self that is our very own Soul.
- Peter Wilberg

9 comments:

FreeThinke said...

Beautifully said -- and remarkably concise.

Thank you.

Thersites said...

You can thank the author's, my only contribution lay in associating the works.

FreeThinke said...

Well, Thersites, I happen to think it takes a lot of talent just to know which, topics, pictures, music, natural phenomena, modes of thought, etc. deserve our attention.

Unfortunately, much that most deserves our rapt attention is shunned by the majority.

HOWEVER, as that great philosopher Mame Dennis said, "Life is a banquet, and most poor suckers are starving to death."

Opportunities for enrichment abound. I don't understand why so many worry themselves half to death over why so many fail to take advantage of what's there for the taking. It's no one's fault but their own -- isn't it?

Thersites said...

The duck, especially. He'd reduce the banquet table down to a meal of pork and beans.

Thersites said...

... on the mistaken belief that only then could "everybody" eat. ;)

Thersites said...

I suspect that the man couldn't eat a steak with a clear conscious if his life depended upon it!

Ah, the humility. Touching, but ultimately, extremely irrational.

FreeThinke said...

Had I the power, I'd consign Signor Canardo to a diet of cold porridge and lard with a weekly dose of tartar emetic as a special Sunday Treat, which only proves how dangerous power could be if one has the great misfortune to acquire it. };-)>

FreeThinke said...

For what it may be worth (nit much, I assure you) I am not against vegetarianism per se. In fact I eat meatless meals wit fair frequency, myself, but ONLY because I certain dishes.

What drives me up the wall and into the treetops is the immense aura of SELF-RIGHTEOUSNESS so many vegetarians adopt.

It's fine to believe what you want to believe, and do what you believe is right, but making a Holy Show of yourself in the process is -- to put it in the vernacular -- a Royal Pain-in-the-Ass.

Sorry about the use of vulgarity, but there are tomes -- few and far between I admit -- when only the Language of the Gutter will do.

Thersites said...

We don't disagree!

The surplus 'jouissance' that one derives from virtue can be quite annoying if directed towards criticism of others.