Life in this world

It seemed an interesting juxtaposition that The Writer’s Almanac and Front Porch Republic should today, on side-by-side tabs of my web browser, reflect on some of the big themes of life in this world. 

First, Riders by Robert Frost:

The surest thing there is is we are riders,

What is this talked-of mystery of birth
But being mounted bareback on the earth?

Then Jason Peters at FPR starts by distinguishing worry from anxiety:

No one by worrying can add an inch to his stature—or so claimed the son of a Palestinian carpenter a couple thousand years ago.
And if you can’t trust the son of a two-thousand year-old Palestinian carpenter, I don’t know whom you can trust.
But worrying isn’t the same thing as cultivating a slightly audible hum of anxiety, a low-level base-line angst or unrest. And that, it seems to me (notwithstanding the carpenter’s son’s silence on the issue), is about the sanest thing a man can do.

I can’t say I’m convinced intellectually that anxiety is hunky-dory while worry is bad, but anybody who has paid attention to my ramblings on this blog should recognize that I cultivate and amplify a hum of anxiety, a low-level base-line angst or unrest.

Peters then shifts metaphors to carpentry on a building that’s out-of-square, and toward his conclusion, justifies his “anxiety” via Augustine:

“You have made us for yourself,” or so I read tonight from the Chadwick translation, which is the one that happens to be at my elbow, “and our heart is restless until it rests in you.”

I justify (making a virtue of necessity?) my amplification via Flannery O’Connor, and I recall enough amplification by Peters (who, for instance, seems to have coined “Krustianity”) to think that he can turn up the amp, too:

When you can assume that your audience holds the same beliefs as you do, you can relax a little and use more normal means of talking to it; when you have to assume that it does not, then you have to make your vision apparent by shock — to the hard of hearing you shout, and for the almost-blind you draw large and startling figures.

We have become enchanted by some myths — the party of no calorie cake and the party of fat-free ice cream telling their respective versions of enlightenment liberal American exceptionalism:  we can believe and possess innumerable impossible things before breakfast as our birthright because we are Americans — the freest, godliest, most selfless and just goshdurn nice people the world has ever seen. If you have read your fairytales, you should know that enchanters more often than not are witches, and that breaking their spells is a good thing even if the enchantment was pleasant while it lasted.

Enchantment is  among my recurring themes, and disenchantment in the sense of disenthrallment is my frequent aim.

But I’m going to try to amp it down a bit.

About readerjohn

I am a retired lawyer and an Orthodox Christian, living in a collapsing civilization, the modern West. There are things I'll miss when it's gone. There are others I won't. That it is collapsing is partly due to calculated subversion, summarized by the moniker "deathworks." This blog is now dedicated to exposing and warring against those deathwork - without ceasing to spread a little light.
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2 Responses to Life in this world

  1. mike says:

    ..if i might at this time quote the immortal words of that secular ‘prophet’ Don Henley in the song End of the Innocence.. “when happily ever after fails..we’ve been poisoned by these fairytales..”

  2. mike says:

    On a more serious note: …its interesting that you mention the low intensity hum that many of us feel in our lives..in A.A. this topic comes up somewhat regularly in meetings..especially for those ‘new’ to sobriety..most often for them the ‘hum’ has turned into a full throttle chainsaw…this nail-chewing anxiety screams for “a drink” or a pill..anything to make ‘it’ go away..unfortunately this is something alcoholics must learn to deal with without self medicating..gradually..for most..the background chainsaw either goes away or at the least becomes a faint manageable ‘hum’…some postulate that this is ‘why’ we drink and that could very well be true..but it cannot explain our “Compulsion” to KEEP drinking once we start..

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