our greatest blessings come to us by way of madness Phaedr. 244a

2011/03/31

EROS: nota bene

On Thu, Mar 31, 2011 at 11:08 AM, Peter of Lone Tree wrote:
"He is the god of love, EROS:"

Lest we fergit, the anagram is "sore."


Peter of Loin Tree


deb:
Oh my aching back and knees.... Point is, funny man, Hesiod. Eros is more than erotic sex. Eros is metaphor for Desire, sure, which implicates Libido. But to grasp the real meaning, let go of Freud, his hangups, and embrace Jung. Libido is life force, life force beyond mere (magical, stuffing souls in clay!) procreation. Libido is living, is Life: the body and all its necessary equilibriums, homeostasis, gradients; spirit beyond meh, blah: passion: the passion to do anything. Their unity, spirit and matter (of which Christ is the sublime -- and but one of many -- metaphor). Thus (stay on target) Eros is as Hesiod frames him: movement itself, the force that moves all. Read again with these new eyes.
Naquarius. Sex is but life's sacrament, the cherry on top. Or bottom. The thing is -- Dance. No better religion than life.

(Conjunction here with Dionysos... All good symbols become transparent -- a penetration leading on to deeper meaning)