Information

The free flow of information is a great ideal and often more beneficial than not. But it is also complicated by the fact that information must be processed by a subject, a subject which takes on a certain nature in time and space, and whose nature determines the way in which the information is processed and eventually reproduced, and then of course what actions are to proceed from this.

Intellectual Works

Intellectual works are often compared to cathedrals via metaphor, and perhaps these comparisons aren't entirely fanciful. 

Intellectual works have to be built, and they have to stand, and cohere against gravity, while entropic forces gradually wear on them. 

And they take a certain amount of energy, concentrated in certain individuals in association with each other, who necessarily identify with their creations with varying degrees of propriety. 

Judgement in the West

Through the overwhelming calamity that has befallen expanding and contracting human societies over the course of several millenia, the word "greed," much like other negative words that denote some sort of failing, has become huge and monstrous in presence: it evokes expansive emotions. Greed, which becomes all the more irresistible the further it is set in motion, is a vice that historically has been responsible for great catastrophe.

 And so to judge someone's mistakes with this word is to overwhelm them in turn. The word, as symbol to connote this historical state of affairs, is imbued with all of the gargantuan affect of great catastrophe.

But then there is nothing to be done about this. Because the Western subject's great fear of judgement - as expressed in Camus' The Fall for example - grows all the more as the subject's ecstasy grows, due to the historical modalities with which that ecstasy is arrived at. It is a fear of ecstasy's shadow, a duality that is produced by the extreme oscillations in power that typify Western history.

The higher the subject climbs, the longer the subject remains suspended over the void, the greater and more terrible the fall seems. And the language takes on the affect that permeates these movements. The nature of white fragility becomes slightly clearer.

Superstition

A superstition could be seen as a part of the tangled remains of a dying body of thought. What once was instantiated to facilitate the understanding of the movements of causation becomes the object of causation itself.

One clings to a superstition because it is all that can illuminate, after one fails to grasp the greater structure of the body of knowledge that it was part of, because that body is disintegrating over time and space. Or else the superstitious are never afforded the processes of education required to grasp the greater structure of knowledge in the first place.

At this point, it would be understandable that one would cling to whatever tools or artifacts are available for a minimum understanding, given one's circumstances or characteristics. Whatever appears to have explanatory power when wielded successfully by others can be picked up and used in some way.

Kinda Back

Whoo wee, been somewhat down and out for about a month now. As is custom, there will be the moving on, and the resumption of work, if the universe is willing.

Work! Now that is something. A piece on that is soon to follow, along with observations on numerous other things. Just got to get on my feet and get my breath back.