animal
The prison of one's character is painstakingly built to deny one thing and one thing alone: one's creatureliness. The creatureliness is the terror.
Ernest Becker,
The Denial of Death
Once admit that you are a defecating creature and you invite the primeval ocean of creature anxiety to flood over you. But it is more than creature anxiety, it is also man's anxiety, the anxiety that results from the human paradox that man is an animal who is conscious of his animal limitation.
Anxiety is the result of the perception of the truth of one's condition. What does it mean to be a self conscious animal? The idea is ludicrous, if it is not monstrous. It means to know that one is food for worms.
Ernest Becker,
The Denial of Death
Labels: david w humphrey, edmund dulac, robert lowe, warwick goble, willy pogany
4 Comments:
Dear lotusgreen,
I meant Kotondo's 1930 woodcut you posted on the 25th April. I recently discovered your site. It's oxygen. I'm just a profane.Thank you again,
D.
ahhh... thanks for the clarification. and thanks again for your kind words.
Oh I so love this, it is at the heart of all of us. Knowing that from the darkness whence we sprung, we shall return again.
what a great reaction, yoli -- thank you and... yup.
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hi, and thanks so much for stopping by. i spend all too much time thinking my own thoughts about this stuff, so please tell me yours. i thrive on the exchange!
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