It seems this kind of spirituality can be described as "experiencing beauty". Isn't there more to spirituality? The feeling of connectedness, the feeling of passion, and most likely also other things if you ask someone else. But then perhaps if you ask enough people about spirituality, all feelings become part of it.
I guess what makes feelings "spiritual" is that we consider them special/extraordinary/important/meaningful?
I think religiosity is at the intersection of faith and spirituality.
Clarification by example! If I had a girlfriend, the love I would feel for her would definitely be a spiritual experience, but within my current beliefs not a religious one. I would have faith that she would not cheat me: just a healthy default assumption, nothing spiritual or religious about that. If I would thank Ishtar for any involvement in me finding that girl, I would be having faith that those thanks would actually be received, and if (as I most likely would) I would feel that these thanks were actually received, I would be having a religious experience.
As for my bad mood periods, they do not influence my faith. A memory of a spiritual experience, even if that experience cannot be repeated at will, is a fine base for faith.
To be brutally honest, I have difficulty understanding why anyone would use scripture as a primary base for faith. Someone told one the book is holy, and then the book told one what to believe... It then seems to me one is too gullible. On the other hand, if reading the book leads to a spiritual experience, then it makes perfect sense to me to see it as ones base for faith, but then the real primary base would be that experience while reading, wouldn't it?
At first sight we have three core concepts here, that we need to discuss and (tentatively) define. Of course I'm only exploring, still blind, using my nose and my fingertips. First there is spirituality, a difficult concept but excellently circumscribed by Nat (I love his way of circumscribing complex concepts with multiple associated attributes). Having a spiritual experience feels indeed like an experience of beauty but that may be only the physical side of it (the goose-pocks, the adrenalin...). But something wholly different is happening than during a spiritual experience. In the case of an aesthetic experience the whole thing is momentanous, limited by the object and by the circumstances, and not necessarily "significant" on a larger scale; a beautiful sight is enjoyed but is often soon forgotten (until the next attractive girl
). Spirituality lies in discovering the important, the significant: when you have a spiritual experience you feel your mind turning like a wheel, and the world with it. It involves much more the mind than the eyes. It is like an earthquake high on the Richter scale; something important has been said, a fundamental lesson has been learned. Objects impossible to perceive as beautiful can lead to a spiritual experience, even objects created by your own mind (are there any others?). When you have a spiritual experience you are shuttered and changed and you built forth on it, and sometimes you keep building. You start with the initial experience and it feels so great that you have to talk about it, that you have to show it to others, convince them... and you end up in religion. Religion is a spiritual experience condensed and frozen, an image without a soul, a lesser avatar. As Wilco pointed out, religion is indeed compatible with rationality and with the written word; it is best expressed by the Text, sacred itself by some osmosis from its content (see the Wikipedia on Jewish bibliolatria). But as Nat would point out religion can also lead to rigidity, to dogmatism, to intolerance (not with Wilco, he's really too nice a guy
). A story to clarify this: the myth of Moses seeing the Burning Bush (may have been just cranberries). The bush is not only perceived as God, declaring Divine Truths ("I Am the One who Is": one of the many translations), it also leads to one of the weirdest stories of the Old Testament, and to Jewish orthodoxy. Throughout the history of every religion one has been trying to return to the original inspiration, often felt as heresy by the orthodox and yet called "spirituality" by the many who practise it. One last approach: the aesthetic and the spiritual are both largely "subjective", personal, common as a potential but incredibly various in actuality. While religions tend to be "objective", trying to argue and proove and talking about "external" things, especially the being of God and the rules of morality. Spirituality opens you up while religion narrows you down. And God, oh my God, there He Is again (mind the caps)! We really must talk about Ishtar...
As a preambule and intermezzo:
A prayer to Ishtar.
Hi Isthar, I don't pray to you because you are a goddess, but because you are a h... of a problem! You came into my life a few years ago and since that time you're sitting in that chair next to me, just Being There, like Peter Sellers in that Hal Ashby movie. And I think you have bewitched my cat, making its eyes shine deeper. You even coloured the Moon: it seems red now and whispers "Ishtar" by some association fixed in my mind forever. You keep hanging around, you draw my attention, you determine my thoughts... did I ask for that?? Did I want to be seduced? Did I really want to think about that armour that covers your breasts, make that the object of my thoughts? I like breasts without armour, but you wave your little finger saying "that's not me". And I consulted Playboy and indeed all bare breasts were flat, and they were flat in all other mags too. Ishtar, did I ask to be plagued with your presence, all the more real because you are a paradox, or maybe even a contradiction? Why are paradoxes so convincing? Why are you sitting there saying nothing, or saying it all by just sitting there, smiling like Buddha, promising it all and giving nothing? Okay okay, I understand: it's the promise that is the gift. I hate to admit it but you may be a goddess after all (just flattering you: I cannot get rid of you anyway). My wife came very close to me this morning and I thought it was you, and it was! And you did feel real at that moment, you bet you did! Your laughter is so deep, Isthar. You make me think of Marlene Dietrich or Zarah Leander. Must be the age: 4000 years now? Oh, you're young forever? Yes, mock me in my face. I love you... bitch! (Some might recognize here the "Oratio Sancti Thomae Aquinatis ante Studium", in a form that would make me burn at the stake in the medieval world. But this is Babylon and women understand this kind of stuff. Thank God She's feminine!).
(I love his way of circumscribing complex concepts with multiple associated attributes)
Watch out what you type, man-in-a-dress...
a beautiful sight is enjoyed but is often soon forgotten (until the next attractive girl
). Spirituality lies in discovering the important, the significant: when you have a spiritual experience you feel your mind turning like a wheel, and the world with it.
I find love makes a good example for explaining many spirituality-related things. Beauty is to spirituality as noticing a random pretty person is to truly loving someone. Consider the term "significant other"... I think I already wrote in my previous post that spirituality can be described as beauty + significance, except that there is a whole lot more to it than just the "pretty" type of spiritual experiences. Spiritual experiences can be ugly, cold and painful too. (It's not surprising many people believe satan exists...) Or passionate and positive yet different from beauty.
Interestingly enough love can also be like all that. And that brings us to the paradox of Ishtar. Goddess of love AND war??? How can that be, such opposite concepts in one goddess? But this is just an apparent paradox, a superficial one caused by the incomplete view of love our (Christian?) culture has.
Consider how some couples fight all the time yet are completely addicted to each other. And, yeah why not, consider what some people do with whips and stuff. There is no necessary contradiction between love and violence.
But I should watch out what I say. I do know a goddess who responds to the name Ishtar, but I'm no expert on her personality. Gosh I wish Carmen was here.
Okay, let's talk about Love, bay-bee, let's talk about Ishtar and me... (Catcha has his light side
The Sailor
Can one love a dream, or do we love a mirror? There is no death when there is dream. Are there ears to hear but the ears of dream? Let the ocean drain like a bath, If a bath can hold a fin, Or a child that plays with a ship And feels himself Columbus (He's a sailor already, But only sees a flower, Forgotten by the Hand that sowed it). A dream is a laugh of God. It's loud and made of love and steel (Some know to laugh, and they know God). God wants to hide but could not even if He tried. He laughs and laughs, and laughs all dreams, So they become dreams within dreams, And as old tales are born again from the heart.
The Mermaid
I love the ghosts that live in the mirror. Whispering in the wind my secrets -The winds are eyes that touch and hands that see- I dream of the ocean, Like a bath dreams of the sea (A dream in a bubble, the soap in its shell). I dream of a ship that sails to the moon And anchors on the dark side. Give me a hammer to break this silence! God likes the senses but pleasure has no memory, And God forgot His mouth on the table, Married a witch, Gave birth to monsters, And while He was hungry ate His children, So they were dead, at last. Dead, Dead, Dead! And yes Nat, a whiplash can be a kiss. As to love in religion(s), I won't even talk about it, unless you need some torture from the Inquisition
). Nat, I do care whether you are a boy or a girl, because it belongs to your identity, and I would not be very respectful of me to deny your gender, to reduce you to that horrible concept called "pure mind". So just as I say clearly that I am a boy, I invite you to tell me whether you are a boy or a girl, and I definitely will react "neutral" to either of both statements... "Pure Mind" or "Pure Reason"... the dream of so many of these mountaineers, of these astronauts called philosophers, a dream that so often turned into a nightmare. In fact the mind is only there by being Impure, by being filled with flesh and sex, by feeling the unordered débris of our experiences and the continual promise of a far-off reality. Yes, let's talk about Love, it has it all: a challenging concept, a great experience and a key to unlock many doors, in the heart, in the mind (what's the difference?) and towards "reality" (personally I experience reality as coming and going according to my mental state: philosophy chases it away and Love brings it close: just touch...). Love, related to beauty, to spirituality and to religion... Isthars eyes are glowing! (That cat is really a nuissance). A hesitating approach again: what is the value of Love for knowledge? What does a hug means and teaches us? I would relate Love to an old concept called "intentionality", the idea that our mind (or more specific consciousness) is defined by its content, by being continuously directed towards something else than itself, whether an idea or a perception or whatever. These are complex dialectics: try to imagine consciousness without its content and there is just nothing, try to imagine the content itself and there is no consciousness. Love -and mind this is only a hypothesis worth to be investigated- is what "drives" us towards the world, the force or the "glue" that connects us with it. Its most fundamental expression is the hug (thanks Carmen
), as the most typical gesture of embracing the world, whether it is a tree or a girlfriend or the Infinity of the Heavens. Now the link with spirituality (and I think Nat will agree) is obvious: what is more meaningful than this connection, than this promise, than this Big Start? Don't we all see the universe in the eyes of the Loved one, don't we see Ishtar herself in Her Divine Glory, don't we just feel at least the promise of reality, of complete and utter fulfillment? But this also leads to tragedy, due to our human nature, due to our limitations. Whoever was in love once has felt the sadness of "not-reaching" him or her (or the tree), the melancholy of being separated forever, maybe sensing that one is only united by death, in the void of the non-mind (which may also be the plain-ness of being. Yes, Love and death are related, and Ishtar is only a dream). A symbolic "model" that expresses this is that of the Sailor and the Mermaid, and I want to publish a poem here for which I'm only responsible for 50 %, as it is the result of what's so grossly called a "mind-fuck" with a very dear friend:
. Hey, this thread is getting "wild" and may be just bullshit. Please convince me that it is.
Ah, my identity. I'm a girl. Or so I say, and I also say it should be obvious from my name. But am I really a girl? You don't know, I'm just some person on the net. And what's the point of me saying it here? I've been saying so all along, by using the name Natlia.
What is a real girl anyway? Yes one can be born with a female body and have two X chromosomes, but does that make one a girl? What if one lives the life of a boy, is one still a girl? And a born boy living as a girl, is that a girl? Or is it determined by the scalpel?
Is Michael Jackson black or white?
Is someone with multiple personalities, some female and some male, a girl? Is someone with one personality, but who switches between presenting hirself as female/neutral/male a girl?
Who is the door "keuken" next to "mannen" and "vrouwen" for? (Sorry, international readers, that joke cannot be translated)
All I know is that it's only polite to refer to people by the gender they claim to have, regardless of what you believe them to be.
Does that mean I believe in pure mind? No, I think all attributes of the body we are born into have an influence on who we are, just like the location at which we are born, our parents, and all experiences during our lives. It means I don't believe in genderism, just like I couldn't care less what color Michael decides to paint himself next, or how many noses he decides to have. We are all humans, and the gender role we choose or accept without thinking is only a weak hint at our true identities. There are plenty of masculine women and feminine men, and plenty of people where either label doesn't fit, or doesn't fit all the time.
But if like I believe gender isn't all that simple, how could I make a statement like "I like girls"? Well, think of it in the same way as me saying I like dark hair. Plus I cannot choose how pheromones affect me
. Yet I can fall in love with someone I never met, just because of the way they think. What if the gender they told me to have turned out not to match their smell? I don't know. But that's a normal risk in webdating, having to go out with people who smell like a dog that smoked a cigar after swimming in the sewer and drinking cheap perfume.
Now is there a parallel between all this and religion and spirituality? Maybe. In religion I didn't exactly accept the obvious defaults either, now did I? And as a Unitarian Universalist I reject dogma... might be just like my rejection of the dogma of gender.
As for the bullshit level of your writings, how much do your hands resemble the rear end of a bull? I can't say I understand the poem, maybe I will when I read it again another day.
Thanks Natlia, that's a critical and intelligent reaction! While I was asking for your gender I felt I was caught either way. Not asking for your gender could have been interpreted as denying your personality, asking for it on the contrary could be seen as narrowing it down. You solved it all very elegantly, and maybe you will let me explain what triggered my question. It was just that reaction of yours to a compliment of mine ("Watch out what you type, man-in-a-dress", as a comment to "I love his way..."). I thought it was the "his" that had lead to your remark, and it lead me to a really embarassing question for both of us. As you know this is a common mistake: you have one possible interpretation (of a situation, or a sentence...), and suddenly you're blinded, you're no longer able to see that your interpretation is just plain wrong. We need some good old rationality here, but who am I to say that (to himself)? As you will have noticed I'm easily carried away, often leading to contradicting myself, or just to shallowness. Now a sincere contradiction is better than "forced" consequence; contradictions may point to either the limitations of the mind or the reality of the problem (or both). Discordianism is really inspiring here: is it the theory to end all theories, or is it a new beginning? Is it the expression of a cultural crisis or is it the hobby of some? Is it just fun or is it bloody serious? It is all this together I guess, but I'm still reading. But back to your posting. As always it is full of challenging and inviting sideways and it contains so many good ideas on reality, identity, personal choice, valuation... It is one of these postings that one can read over and over again, both for their form and content ("..having to go out with people who smell like a dog that smoked a cigar after swimming in the sewer and drinking cheap perfume": that's... just waw!). Nat, you're an admirable person, and so am I, and yes there are persons that are not "admirable", take mr. Hitler or Pinochet. Ok, I've been crying a few hours ago on some old french "chansons" and I'm not really in a philosophical mood anymore (as you see I'm a amateur: real thinking does not depend on moods, it's a matter of life and death). I only intend to say a few more words about the "sailor-mermaid-model" expressed in the poem (unintentionally I fear, because it was actually the result of some nobler partygame). I once used to work in a management-school (as the librarian, that's all I'm good for), and there I learned to make mind-maps, visual images of our association-patterns (great technique to stimulate creativity). I want to try that for both symbols: SAILOR: human, seeker, tramp, alive, happy, loving, lonely, longing, incomplete, empty, nostalgic, full of potential, ugly, poet, man, human, LIFE. MERMAID : divine, ever-escaping, bound-to-a-place, stone-dead, sad, indifferent, individual, bored, complete-in-herself, cynical, finished, seductive, singing-with-a-malign-purpose, woman, thing, DEATH. Sailor and mermaid are complementary as the two sides of a coin. As you may know mermaids kiss the drowning sailor, and that's the kiss of death of mister Goldfinger, I mean miss Mermaid
. Mermaids are beautiful and seductive but their blood is cold as the sea itself. As Andersen pointed out they die when they try to live and give love themselves. In fact they are one of the mightiest symbols of Death that mankind has ever imagined. The relevance of the poem was in the relationship between Being and Death, that I did not work out completely yet, I mean for myself. Human nature as living emptiness, and divine nature as dead fullness or completeness, I really think there's something in that theory. It has been articulated much better than I ever could, in the existential theories of Sartre for example ("L 'Etre et le Néant": now thàt's weird stuff!). Is some tentative relation with Ishtar possible (a divinity but warm-blooded)? Is there hope for Humanity? Is Love a failure or an answer? To be continued... 
Catcha, Catcha... What else than the "his" could have provoked my response? I think most of the regular Babylonians know about my complicated identity, but that doesn't mean I appreciate it when you shout it out on the web. You didn't get the man-in-a-dress hint about my lack of amusement, so I chose to play Obama ( = give a long and good speech about the topic that embarrassed me). Hey, if someone breaks my closet, I should get to have some fun in shattering it too, right? I just... thank some deity "Natlia" is an alias.
The sailor and mermaid: Now you have to picture me raising an eyebrow and saying "okay...."
. I can't easily link this double concept to Ishtar. The Ishtar of myth did go to the underworld, but she is a goddess of the upper world, not a double face that is at home in both.
> Is there hope for Humanity?
I hope so!
> Is Love a failure or an answer?
Both. One who finds an "answer" at the first try is extremely lucky, maybe even impossibly lucky. Cause is an answer really an answer when you haven't figured out the question yet? (42)
But with a quite reasonable amount of luck, we can find an answer, or even multiple answers, and we might even end up marrying one of those answers.
Every conversation develops like a cloud or a wave as described by chaos theory. It starts with (almost) nothing, with a butterfly waving his wings, with a single word ("his"), and it ends with a tornado, unless you pull the plug before that. Nat, with your permission I would like to stop talking about (your) gender and its relative importance. And -just by convention and only when relevant- I will consider you from now on as a girl and myself as a boy (it may add another interpretative dimension to my statements) . In fact I'm a computerprogram called HAL 9001, running on the first experimental bio-mainframe in Harvard (hopefully they wont' shut me down when they find out I told you... Please Dave! Don't do it Dave!). No, of course I'm not a computer, I was just kidding. On the Internet nobody knows you're a dog and that's my advantage. Do you realize what they would do to me if they discovered I'm a dog? Vivisection? Animal psychiatry? Wharf, wharf, wharf, grrrr...!!! Damn, I'm giving away myself completely! Better drop this nonsense and return to more important things. I would better go to some other forum if I wasn't fascinated somehow by Isthar and by what she stands for. You may have questions about the sailor-mermaid-model, but I thought its relevance was clear. It had to do with my deepest needs as a seeker, as a traveller on my way towards God, or towards myself, or towards nothing at all. I've met Isthar on that trip and she hasn't left yet, although she had plenty of occasions (I didn't always treat Her respectfully). I'm old enough to know a few things about suffering and death and yet I don't really despair, presuming there are grounds for not doing so. But the Gods are silent untill we interrogate our hearts and minds to hear their voice, preferably in an open dialogue with other dogs, in a movement that can take forever. Maybe Nat or someone else may be interested in my description of Ishtar a few weeks after we met. As she had done with many others, it was Carmen who had introduced me to Her, and immediately I felt intrigued by that warm-blooded lass (I mean Isthar. Well hmm... Carmen a bit too "So Isthar is Life. She is a symbol which denotes the deep connections between regions of reality that are wrongly separated: love and hate, passion and understanding, heart and mind. She also connects life in the biological sense with human existence, She is the "driving force" of our bodies (e.g. sex) as well as of our minds. To understand her one needs a "different mindset", not bound or bend towards its own limitations, and not limiting itself by any preconceived method (let's say logic), but open to the many joys of life, to the many colours and impressions of reality. At that moment Ishtar is fulfilling and takes away all doubts and emptiness, the world becomes its own explanation and so many things become self-evident. This does not mean that we loose our faculty of thinking, on the contrary we grow tremendously, we are on our way to wisdom. We even permit ourselves some lunacy (moon-worshipping). This is "view 1". Objection, your honour! As all religions, as all "truths", it has the potential to blind you, to make you over-enthousiastic, even fanatic. It may lead to sectarism and despise towards the non-believers, even if it's a religion of Love (catholicism is that too). Every worldview, including that Isthar-thing, may be quite wrong (or right); there may be many other truths, there may be no Thruth at all, and doubt has the merit of revealing that. So what is better: err around as a seeker, lonely, empty but sincere, or to be filled with the sacred joys of Certainty? Carmen is so young, typically her age to stick to such a thing. Can she keep up with Ishtar her whole life, or will it fade away when she discovers other truths, when she reads other books (the world of books is the world of unending confusion and contradiction, I have some experience with those damned things). In some religions you have to throw away the ladder once you have climbed it. Will she throw away that Babylonian stuff and just stick to the essence, or will she "evolve" away from it, transcend it, forget it, be ashamed of it (in time)? Will Ishtar become a "hobby", when she has kids and starts working with the tax-department? ... Enough of Carmen. I hesitate to embrace ANY view, let alone the more seductive ones. Vade retro, naked Ishtar, I have to hit the road! This is "view 2"... " Now that was two years ago and I have a more ripened Ishtar now, sitting in front of me. After all I had time to study her more closely during that time. But I still live with much that I expressed in this letter: scepticism, doubt, rejection of the debilization by religion (what an expression), trying to create my very own Ishtar or just ignoring her, doubting her necessity or even her relevance. I'm sure that many of you know more about Ishtar than I do, some may even have seen her as clear as a tree on midday. So tell me how she looks and how she really is. Maybe it can be voted by majority...
). For now I will just quote from a letter to Carmen in which I describe my first impressions of Ishtar (during our correspondence Carmen explicitly allowed publication of our letters). It may inspire others to add to this view, and Isthar's blurred image (blurred due to our limited nature) may become a little clearer. So focus on Ishtar now. I may come back on other themes later.
I wonder if the long silence is the answer to the questions of view 2 :/ .
I sort of understand the sailor/mermaid thing now, I think I would have understood more quickly if the mermaid had been referred to as siren. Damn Disney changing the meaning of the symbols of our culture!
It's a nice poem, but I think trying to fit Ishtar into the life/death duality will not lead to much better understanding. Ishtar isn't life, but (part of) what we feel when we're "feeling alive". Sometimes doing things that make us feel alive will kill us, but usually not. Ishtar is passion - benevolent, but watch out for accidents!
But! Whatever we say, Ishtar is this, Ishtar is that, it is all oversimplification. Ishtar is a person.
Does Ishtar matter? Is she a real goddess, or just an entertaining fantasy? Should we listen to what she tells us? I say we should listen, but with healthy criticism. Maybe she is a goddess, maybe she is "only" an avatar of part of our intuition. That huge difference doesn't matter, in both cases her message is valuable - but should be checked by our "cold" rationality, that tool of self-protection.
And don't forget Ishtar is only one of many. We should listen to them too, especially when they contradict her. Especially-especially when the one that keeps us close is someone else than Ishtar.
Ones ultimate authority in life should always be oneself, not someone else, and therefore not a god or goddess either.
What does Ishtar literally look like? She might show something else to different people, whatever makes for the best way of explaining herself. I haven't seen her *that* literally as having visions, but she feels like love and courage, molded into a female shape.
Now imagine Catcha smelling a breakthrough, thanks to Natlia's peircing intellect, thanks to her sense for synthesis and pointing out the essential (yes she must be a man, I mean: he must be a woman
). Catcha throws aside huge piles of books until he finds it, dusty, forgotten, the short masterpiece of Jewish existentialist Martin Buber: "Ich und Du". I was tempted to quote some purple passages from this wonderful booklet, but the german may be prohibiting, so I just give some quotes in my own translation. "The Me in the fundamental expression ("Grundwort") Me and You is different from the Me in the fundamental Expression Me and It" , "The world of experience belongs to the fundamental expression Me and It, the fundamental expression Me and You founds the world of relationship" Etc. etc. (dig that, Wittgenstein!). What's the point (rather simplified)? Our "Me" (Ego, personality, subjectivity, whatever) has the perverse inclination to reduce whatever it finds outside itself to an object, so even another person tends to appear to a subject as an object. So most of us learn to deal with other persons as they deal with an object; respecting a person is like taking care not to put your finger in boiling water for instance; one simplifies (or rather denies) human relations by some kind of reduction. Yes of course other persons are complicated but there are complicated objects too, so what's the difference? The difference is huge: an individual that not profoundly sees the "You" in the other is uncapable to built a wholesome relation to the entire world, his humanity becomes inhumanity, he is lonely and small and yet a megalomaniac, a danger to himself and others. Now note that this is more than just a personal phenomenon, it may be the climate of an age (the smile of dr. Mengele becomes the symbol of modern times). Now the main point of Buber is that we are not capable of understanding God if we do not have a sense for "Vollkommene Begegnung", really meeting the Other in all his or her dimensions and endless potentialities. God is the most complete "You", that we never understand if we reduce Him or Her in any way, making him a concept, a symbol, a function, an explanation or anything that is there for me, to be investigated or changed at will. What is prayer? It is a true conversation wherein one really Speaks and Listens, not just says or perceives. But if we cannot even see other humans as they are, how can we ever pretend to understand God? It is only by being Human among Humans that we will find God. Back to Ishtar: she's not the object of my thoughts, she is "in them", like a person as Natlia says. Now a bold move: I talk each day to Ishtar, and she's very talkative. Ishtar IS Natlia, is my wife, is Carmen, is every significant other (those who are left out are included between these brackets). And what is Love? I see it more clearly now but it makes me dizzy. Natlia, won't you take over? 
Catcha, I thought you wanted to stop talking about something? I do want you to stop talking about it.
Not quite on topic (not without the information I'm leaving out anyway), but worth mentioning (you can skip everything in italics, it's information-free): A story came to me years ago, which I could never forget. It has some great jokes (if I may say so about my own story), some wisdom, and unfortunately I didn't have a clue what ending to direct it to. At the beginning the protagonist meets a strange woman, she leaves something that is important to her in his house, and then disappears (no, she doesn't resemble Carmen). Of course the guy goes searching for her, but then what? If he finds her, that's too cliche, and if he doesn't find her, what makes the story finished?
The discussions with Catcha, thoughts about a book on philosophy I'm reading, things I've learned in the last year... all these suddenly came together in my mind with the concept the strange lady represents (I'm not explaining
), and then it was clear what the ending should be (I'm not saying, otherwise people won't need to buy my book
)... and then I noticed this ending is already predicted in the symbolics of the beginning scenes, I just didn't see it. Made me do this: (the jawdropping smiley should have been here, but clicking it doesn't do anything for me. weird.). Now I only needed a middle part for the story... well... how about mixing in all I learned about deities, mythology, as well as the ideas from my sermon? Oh my, the latter fits in very well with things the strange woman talks about, creating a beautiful and really unexpected parallel... another jawdrop.
So what I'm saying is... I really must write instead of talking on the net. The pieces of a REALLY great book just came together in my mind.
Sorry, my reply-writing got interupted so I just posted the bit I had already written. I don't intend to quit this discussion cold turkey.
IS Ishtar me? Am I Ishtar? Are those equivalent?
Maybe sometimes Ishtar and me can be seen as the same, but usually not. She's not my main goddess. If anyone is Ishtar (or vice versa), that would be Carmen, but I think she would object to such a statement.
But I guess what you mean to say is that you see Ishtar in us. Hmm.
I've been told that when one practices something called sacred sex, one can feel Ishtar through ones partner. Sorry, but I'm not going to try that with you
.
No, the real core of the matter is that Ishtar is in you when you think of us, making you see her in us.
But is it then always Ishtar you see? She's the goddess of love in one of its many meanings, the passionate love. Different kinds of love, for example the love between a parent and a child, are the domain of different deities.
What I wanted to say (I think (Hey that's weird! I conceived this answer as a reaction to only the second part of your two-fold posting: this silly-billy hadn't even noticed the first one! Ok, I agree to continue this hmm encounter in e-mail. But be careful: as I said I never stop
) is that my previous approach to love as Intentionality is a dead end. There can be hardly any love in dr. Mengele's interest for the bowels of a person he's cutting open on the operation table. "Loving the world" is an empty expression: you know the world (or at least some parts of it), and you love (some of) your fellow human beings. "Loving Ishtar" is also an empty phrase, because one cannot love an idea or a concept in this approach; loving an idea is only loving oneself (which is a contradiction-in-terms). So Ishtar can only be understood as somebody else and not as something else, that is if we really believe in her, not just "considering" her. Love is only possible towards our fellow human beings; it is born from the full encounter of two (or more?) human "souls", not being there -or at least being incomplete- when there's no real other involved (now I'm talking about love and not about Ishtar). Love is (brace yourself): the echo of an echo, a depth that fully realizes itself in another depth, the full deployment of a subject in the subjectivity of another. Now that's contrary to Carmen's intuïtions whose love is the most dominating aspect of her whole mentality. For her one can love the whole world, in an huge general movement that embraces and includes everything and that becomes the basis of moral values and practical behavior (for example your choices on climate issues or social injustice). This "unpersonal love" is symbolized by the "hug", which is an all-embracing and compressing movement, pushing and putting it all together, even a bit agressively, like in a "grip". Perhaps my present conception of love is better expressed by the kiss, and I mean hmm the mouth-to-mouth kiss, where there is a response or "answer". An even better example is sex, which is also a coöperative matter; if I remember well the hug is not too frequent in sex, while it hampers "play". When you think of it sex is indeed a convincing illustration for this approach: one does not f... a tree or a panda-bear, nor does one have a passionate argument with it (well most people don't). So with Carmen some other thing than love seems to be involved, it may be something aesthetical or moral but it is not love (applying the Ishtar cluster-of-concepts on natural phenomena may be a bit... unnatural! Ishtar is a goddess of Man). Carmen, now you have no choice: you have to come out and correct this old heretic
! Well, all this is just theory; Ishtar scratches her hair, maybe just like Carmen or Nat. In an other posting I hope to make a "synthesis of the research" in this thread, just summarizing what has been said with as few interpretations as possible. Is there any development or unity behind it? And I must think about the relation between polytheïsm and discordianism, and how they prevent you from thinking you know it all. And what's that Unitarian Universalists stuff? Yet another thing to be learned. To Google!
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There are so many things called love. Being in love is different from loving a partner, which is different from loving a friend, which is different from loving a relative, which is different from loving an idea, which is different from loving/enjoying life, which is different from loving the world. Some of these things are in the domain of Ishtar (most or even all of them not exclusively), others aren't.
You and Carmen seem to be talking about different loves, or perhaps you talk about only a subset of what Carmen means, or a partially intersecting set.
When I said "I must write", I meant I should spend my spare time on getting the story on paper, not that we should switch to email.
Ok, no e-mail then (don't expect a long apology for me reading your postings badly (*) Der Gott der Philosophen : Grundlegung einer Philosophischen Theologie im Zeitalter des Nihilismus / Wilhelm Weischedel. - Darmstadt : Wissenschaftliche Buchgesellschaft, 1998. - 516, 277 p. (Reprographischer Nachdruck)
).Hey, I'm mighty proud to be part of your thinking process as a novellist ànd as a human being, and as a book-collector I'd really like to have a signed copy of your book once it is published (I once knew a guy called Jeff.......... nooooo???
). For now I'll do three things. First of all I'll respect the message "don't disturb" on your door-knob and I will not add another long text to this thread. Secondly I want to mention a good book for further reading that arrived at my place today and that is very relevant for many of the issues that were touched (*). Thirdly I do intend to read this thread a few times over and make my own summary of it, that may or may not be "published" in this (or another) thread, but that may contain a few ideas worth retaining (probably Natlia's). A summary I said, not an interpretation, but I of course I may interprete the whole thing as I like; I'll just won't bother you with it. So just as in SL I give myself a testosteron-injection and I say with my Ahnuld voice: "Hasta la Vista, Baby!", and: "I'll be back!". And I hope to see you all soon... in Babylon!
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Commin' up, bay-bee ! (Testosteron needs time to disappear out of the bloodstream). Will not be for today though, 'coz I want to rewrite the whole thing a few times in order to make it hmm more "faithful". Damn difficult with this kind of stuff! Hey, I thought it was inspiring? Oh well...
Now I've been wrestling for hours to make a good Executive Summary, a substantial Abstract, and I must confess: I just cannot do that! It's not that I don't understand things, but so much becomes flat and without significance if reduced to a few "simple" statements. Nah, I'll leave it all as it is: sense or nonsense, who will say, or who even cares?? Let me just state there are much better philosophers than I am (more: I'm not even a philosopher), who would say it all in a way that is both more clear and much more abstract, much more convincing and inviting and inspiring... What were we talking about? About difficult concepts, that we tried to grasp and to explain using our guts as well as our hearts and our brains, which may be philosophical after all. But the quality of the outcome is never garantied and only a few sentences may be useful, if not even "true". Many sentences from Nat, and probably fewer from mine, though the fiercest hypotheses may be the most valuable (take the sailor-mermaid-relation for instance, or the significant nature of a spiritual experience, or the relationship between being and death...). Ok, I'll leave Nat to her literary business and I'll also return to my books, that made me crazy like Don Quichote. F..., why isn't Carm around
? At least Ishtar speaks to her -and through her-, and I definitely could use some divine revelation now. Irrequietum est cor meum, donec requiescat in te. But I'm too old to go to India...
I just wanted to draw attention to a devastating story by the great librarian Jorge Luis Borges, describing the consequences of philosophical thinking applied to religious matters, and the risks of it for ones health:
http://southerncrossreview.org/49/borges-judas-eng.htm
Now you either love or hate Borges, but don't condemn him for his abundant culture. Sounds pretty moralising but books open incredible depths. Give them a chance, folks!

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W.O. is a scientist, or at least a scientific mind. He's the webmaster of one of the best sites on amateur-science on the Net ( http://oelen.net/science/ ). Apart from that he likes a good beer, has a sense of humour, has three children and... he's religious. So I could not resist a "Gedankenexperiment" (literally): how does a person like that react on the different themes that Nat and I were discussing? As expected his reaction was precise, clear, and putting the whole thing in perspective. I translate his words as faithful as I can. This is his "theory" :
"I have read the thread. I agree with the examples of spirituality as you write them down. I also experience spirituality in nature, also in lifeless nature, or in astronomy. But for me spirituality is not the same as religiosity. I even think that all people, including hard-core atheïsts, have spiritual experiences. A great piece of music that makes your backbone shiver, a beautiful cathedral, a magnificent mountain-range with snow and sharp peaks of rock: all things which awake a certain feeling which can even become a spiritual experience...
Religion is something else, that is BELIEVING in a Higher Power. Religiosity can lead to spirituality, but not all spirituality is for me a consequence of religiosity. Faith can also be very rational. My faith is not nourished by my spiritual experiences, on the contrary a part of my spiritual experiences is a result of my faith (not all of them). Faith that is pulled by spiritual experiences is doomed to die, because spirituality is strongly emotional. What if you're in a bad mood period? Then the feeling is gone, and with that your faith. My faith is based on God's Word and that is something permanent, also when I'm feeling bad and not at all in for a spiritual experience..."
Now Swami Wittgenstein says: "What can be thought can be said, and what can be said, can be said clearly". But in spite of its clarity it's just a start, it has an awful potential. Anybody comments?