Monday, October 17, 2005

Stupidity and Awe

I was having lunch with the Professor yesterday (delicious leftover beef stew, which you should not pass up if offered) and trying to explain to her how I was growing noticeably stupider. She was trying to explain her birthday party. Because of my perceptible growing stupidity, I was unable to understand exactly why so many men at her party had been wondering if it would be okay for them to take off their pants in front of each other, but not so stupid that it didn't make me very sad that I'd missed it. This morning, I came downstairs and realized that I'd left the back door not only unlocked, but slightly open. Yes, train-riding mass-murderers, I make it easy for you. I'm slowly working my way through Twilight of the Idols, for no reason, really, just to have something to read in the bathroom, but this morning Fred* was actually talking about stupidity--about how our passions make us stupid and how, in the face of that, we can either attempt to cease to have passions or we can stand in awe of how powerful our passions are. I think we know which I normally choose. Ha, maybe that's why I read Fred, for the constant reminders of all the ways you have to disentangle yourself from Christianity if you really want to be done with it. Anyway, then the dog and I went out. Holy shit. There was just a hint of the sun glowing along the 440 retaining wall. Above us, was Venus, a steady brilliant blue, and to her right, Orion. I love that I live so close to work and yet can see Orion in the morning sky. And farther right, was a huge yellow moon. It made me feel a little dizzy, in a kind of giddy way, to be facing south, with the rising sun on my left and the setting moon to my right, with Orion** right above me. And for our whole walk, the full moon seemed to chase us in and out of the trees, peeking out from the train trestle, and then, just as the dark sky was giving way to the pinky dawn, I saw a fucking shooting star! Right there in the west! I didn't think to wish on it. Instead, I just did what Fred demands and stood in awe. *Probably the best way to read Nietzsche is to skim through and find where he's said something obviously ridiculous, first. Then you can kind of measure your enthusiasm for the rest of what he says against it. If you don't keep in mind that he's got some issues, you end up like... well, like Heidegger, and no one wants that. **Miss J., I still think that's a kick-ass idea for a tattoo.

5 Comments:

Blogger luckybuzz said...

Wow--reading about your morning Orion and shooting star just made me really happy. Thanks--my Monday's looking up. :)

10/17/2005 08:12:00 AM  
Blogger the Professor said...

Maybe you forgot; maybe you were trying to not be too trite and obvious. But isn't one of the most oft-repeated Nietzsche quotes "You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star" ??

Aunt B., sometimes I fear and even get a little jealous that you live a much more philosophical life than I can ever pretend to write about.

10/17/2005 12:07:00 PM  
Blogger Aunt B said...

So, you think the Bam Margera dream is actually about me wanting to give birth to Nietzsche? Or something?

Please. If reading Fred on the shitter makes for a philosophical life worthy of your jealousy, I'll trade you. You can have Fred and I'll take the ten dudes ready to drop their pants.

10/17/2005 12:16:00 PM  
Blogger the Professor said...

Note, no one actually dropped his pants! They just wiggled their butts for me. We all assume that women are teases, but from what I've seen, it's the men who tease and tease but don't please.

And, I was suggesting that what you think is evidence of your stupidity is really the chaos of a beautiful, creative, powerful life. Don't supress that will to power; heed it.

10/17/2005 12:34:00 PM  
Blogger Aunt B said...

beautiful, creative, powerful life

Is that what we're calling it now? Okay. Let's go with that. Soon, I will be stumbling through the streets of Turin, hugging horses, denouncing Schopenhauer, and being pitied by the Wagners. Good times for everyone.

10/17/2005 12:46:00 PM  

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