Creative process for intensive attention to Biden’s inaugural drew me first into more idealization about democratic futures, then clarifying
my sense of historical nationality and the confederated condition of global humanity, then weaving reverie into parts of Biden’s Address, which links to the futural prospecting and retrojecting.
Altogether, there’s implied a conception of political evolution, though
not overtly called that. It’s sketching, but carefully conceived, like
a painters’ sketch that’s definitive for what’s to be fleshed out later.
Now, I’m tired of political things. I ended the posting on union by avowing that “I want to enrich a conception of…bettering humanity,” which a reader would presume to be political, rightly. But secretly
my recalling there Biden’s avowal that “words matter” had literary appeals in mind, as I did also near the end of “for a world beyond throwaway words,” in August:
So much contemporary American poetry is simply worded ...because…common terms may matter profoundly. Words we hold sacred draw lives into better mapping…[and] keep the promise of good lives near to heart….that instill gravities to words worth lasting orientation of sensibility.
They have in common deserving appreciation of their path’s integrity.
A young sociology grad (I guess) from Norway engaged seriously with a posting I did at the Facebook/Habermas Page, so I gave an evening to replying thoughtfully: His confusions portended emergence of important differentiations by his own engagement! I don’t find error in that; I find emerging self-actualization. So, I portrayed us in shared engagement.
An old scholar of Heidegger’s work—“an octogenerian,” he calls himself—invited discussion of a chapter of his long-ago published book, uploaded to his academia.edu page.
Monday, I finished reading Heidegger’s Contributions to Philosophy: from enowning—beginning-to-end—in one week exactly: 360 pages
that are generally regarded as the most difficult in philosophy.
It all makes sense to me—coheres. Then, I re-organized the “Heidegger studies” project—not so much in light of the reading. I’ve wanted for a couple of years to do the re-organizing.
Now, I’ll get back to other things, probably not having something new
to share until the middle of January (while being grandly thankful for what I “forget”).
This is a news-tagged conception of beginning a long conceptual story.
It constellates a sense of days going by—and having gone by (to what end?)—that intimate Our ultimate openness of being.
