Sunday, November 24, 2013

an overarching loneliness/negation

Sparkling of thoughts amidst IP review. How did that happen?! Writing these down before I forget.

1. Eliot repeatedly said:
"That is not what I meant at all.
That is not it, at all.

That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all"


He put them in almost perfect parallel, with minute variations. Semantically, they are the same. But the flow or the torrent of self-biting emotion is very different. This is also why you can only feel the torrent by reading it out loud.

After listening to Eliot reading this poem, now I think these lines are words of Eliot's fear: What if I misunderstood? What about the embarrassment? What about the total negation of all I have already felt?

2. An overarching negation.
What if, for every narrative, you put a meta-narrative on top of it. Using the meta-narrative as prophet or simply a refute or negation of the content of the narrative. It's the antithesis of fiction and nonfiction. But I yet to figure out the interaction of the meta-negation and the assertion of the content. 

3. A discrete function of language.
Language imposes an artificial compartment on the intertwined polyphonic life. Is language itself a negation? Is language only an approximation to the underlying truth? "That is not what I meant at all. That is not it, at all."

4. An iteration within another
When I was listening to Eliot reading the love song, some new revelation hit me. 
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
and for a hundred visions and revisions.

This poem is but one of the indecisions, one of those visions and revisions. Eliot put a metadata or words of prophecy in the very beginning of this poem.

5. An unanswerable question and an unaskable question
Eliot put himself in a dilemma. He wouldn't really start asking his question until he knows the answer to it. But it's a human-made artificial dilemma he creates for himself.  Well understood though.

6. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each ... We have lingered in the chambers of the sea/By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown/Till human voices wake us, and we drown.




"In my own case, going back to entropy, I’m most intrigued by its correlation as the loss of available energy in a closed system with stupidity as the corresponding loss of available intelligence in our own political establishment, especially as regards foreign policy and the economy—its collapse that is to say—where Wiener sees physics’ view of the world as it actually exists replaced by one as we observe it, a kind of one way communication."







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