For what does it profit us if we gain the whole world, and lose our own soul? Or what shall we give in exchange for our soul? Matthew 16: 26
In my efforts to transform the story of the Fugitive Stag into a film, I can no more betray my soul (psyche) than I can betray or shortchange my Muse.Somewhere ‘out there’ there is a top director , producer or actor who shares my sentiments.
An ‘epiphany’ 2020 appeal to innovators in the film industry:
“This is why we need to make a conscious effort to break out of our echo chambers. Working with similar others might be fine on simple tasks … but we need to embrace diversity if we are going to crack codes and come up with new ideas. We need to work with people who can help us to see our own blind spots, and who we can help to see theirs.”
Plato and Aristotle understood the dangers of intellectual conformity
Iraqi MPs voted in favour of a resolution calling for an end the presence of foreign forces in the country, paving the way to remove about 5000 US troops deployed there and dealing a potentially serious blow to American influence in the region.
The resolution is non-binding, but it is likely to be heeded by the government as caretaker Prime Minister Adel Abdul-Mahdi supports the measures.
What better words to journey into an unknown future, than these by the incomparable Friedrich Holderlin (d 1843) – from his ‘Bread & Wine’
The kindness of exalted Night is wonderful, and no one Knows where she comes from, or what will emerge from her. Thus she moves the world, and the hopeful minds of humans: Not even a sage knows what she’s up to … although She herself exists totally free in spirit, forever. But she must grant us oblivion and holy drunkenness, That in the hesitating interval, in the darkness, There’ll be something for us to hold on to. She must grant us flowing words, sleepless As lovers are, and a fuller cup, and bolder life, and Holy remembrance as well, to stay wakeful at night ...
We, masters and apprentices both, hide our hearts In vain, and repress our enthusiasm for no reason. For who could stop it, or forbid us our pleasure? The fire of the gods drives us to set forth by day And by night. So come, let us look at what is apparent, And seek what is ours, as distant as it may be!
“With thunder and heavenly fireworks must one speak to indolent and somnolent senses. But beauty’s voice speaketh gently: it appealeth only to the most awakened souls …”
― Friedrich Nietzsche in Thus Spoke Xarathustra
“Insanity,” he writes in Beyond Good and Evil, “in individuals is something rare — but in groups, parties, nations, and epochs, it is the rule.”
Give me the words of a ‘philosopher of dynamite’ anytime!