The mind may contrive to lie about existence, but the body doesn't and cannot, as Nietzsche points out. The body absorbs the explosive impact of every lie. Usually, and not just sometimes the lies we wear under our skin were bequeathed to us via historical circumstances. For instance, someone might believe that negating their emotions is the natural and decent thing to do. That's not because they have decided this for themselves, but they were taught to accept the behavior as a pattern. Their grandma or grandfather probably negated their feelings to cope with war trauma -- but you, the receptor of their life skills were not to know that.
But receiving legacies is not as simple as I make this seem. The mind may be okay with it for a while,but then the body revolts. The body finds all sorts of imbalances revolting. It aims for a nice emotional flow between itself and the world. If it can't get that, it starts to scream and sigh. That is why Nietzsche referred to the body as "the great sage" situated behind the ego. The ego may say this or that or the other, but the great sage knows when it has been cut off from the emotional streams of reality.
Many people try many things to get power. And then, somehow behind all that, I hear something screaming. For instance, my father said to me that absolute trust and submission were the only means to make your way through life. Underneath that I had him screaming that these were life's negation. Similarly, when men mock women and eroticism and the body, I hear the same impaled cry. There's nothing remaining to see, just a life cut off in its prime.
You can't trick the body, because it knows. It is a fundamental receptor of emotional energies, which responds retributively when its life's juices are cut off. Nietzsche says if you turn away from life, the body -- which is to say your own flesh and blood -- takes the view that it is going to knock this guy off (that's you). It says it cannot stand it anymore, living bone in joint with a despiser of the body. It's going to take you way out of your way and plant the evidence in the back woods.
Well, the body is a great avenger, what can I say? Better not mess with stuff this dark but try and get your being back before you run out of time. That means paying more attention, above all when you start to scream at someone. Ask not at whom you are crying -- you are screaming at yourself.
Patriarchy, you know?
But receiving legacies is not as simple as I make this seem. The mind may be okay with it for a while,but then the body revolts. The body finds all sorts of imbalances revolting. It aims for a nice emotional flow between itself and the world. If it can't get that, it starts to scream and sigh. That is why Nietzsche referred to the body as "the great sage" situated behind the ego. The ego may say this or that or the other, but the great sage knows when it has been cut off from the emotional streams of reality.
Many people try many things to get power. And then, somehow behind all that, I hear something screaming. For instance, my father said to me that absolute trust and submission were the only means to make your way through life. Underneath that I had him screaming that these were life's negation. Similarly, when men mock women and eroticism and the body, I hear the same impaled cry. There's nothing remaining to see, just a life cut off in its prime.
You can't trick the body, because it knows. It is a fundamental receptor of emotional energies, which responds retributively when its life's juices are cut off. Nietzsche says if you turn away from life, the body -- which is to say your own flesh and blood -- takes the view that it is going to knock this guy off (that's you). It says it cannot stand it anymore, living bone in joint with a despiser of the body. It's going to take you way out of your way and plant the evidence in the back woods.
Well, the body is a great avenger, what can I say? Better not mess with stuff this dark but try and get your being back before you run out of time. That means paying more attention, above all when you start to scream at someone. Ask not at whom you are crying -- you are screaming at yourself.
Patriarchy, you know?
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