tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18968172.post8963224481555696299..comments2023-11-03T01:13:22.719-07:00Comments on The Rabbi Is IN with Rabbi Rami: Who Are You Really?Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18968172.post-32703770634322355822009-04-07T10:50:00.000-07:002009-04-07T10:50:00.000-07:00Paul, All I can say is: yes. Being a self, and ima...Paul, <BR/><BR/>All I can say is: yes. Being a self, and imagining other selves, is all very Heisenbergian. The second you take the measure of being, you've altered it, and yourself, and rendered your measure inaccurate. Thank god!AaronHerschelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08886387346974535323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18968172.post-31654166095007084442009-04-02T15:38:00.000-07:002009-04-02T15:38:00.000-07:00Your post reminds me a bit of a paragraph I read i...Your post reminds me a bit of a paragraph I read in "A Course in Miracles" that struck me:<BR/><BR/>"Everyone makes an ego or self for himself, which is subject to enormous variation because of it's instability. He also makes an ego for everyone else he perceives, which is equally variable. Their interaction is a process which alters both, because they were not made by or with the unalterable. It is important to realize that this alteration can and does occur as readily when the interaction takes place in the mind as when it involves physical proximity. Thinking about another ego is as effective in changing relative perception as is physical interaction. There could be no better example that the ego is only an idea, yours, and not a fact."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18968172.post-83780139823579232572009-03-28T20:25:00.000-07:002009-03-28T20:25:00.000-07:00Oops! The Derrida text is called: Structure, Sign,...Oops! The Derrida text is called: <I>Structure</I>, Sign, and <I>Play</I> in the Discourse of the Human Sciences.<BR/><BR/>Though "pay" is an intriguing Freudian slip....AaronHerschelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08886387346974535323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18968172.post-59864609705737531702009-03-28T20:23:00.000-07:002009-03-28T20:23:00.000-07:00Ah . Poststructuralism! Derrida makes the same arg...Ah . Poststructuralism! Derrida makes the same argument vis vis what he calls the transcendental signified. If you're at all interested, check out Discourse Sign and Pay in the Human Sciences. <BR/><BR/>What we have to remember, though, is that the identity we imagine (which isn't) is not simply a cipher for the "no-self that is." It is a field of conflict between forces both psychological, material, and cultural... and perhaps spiritual, though that often feels like an open question to me. <BR/><BR/>In any case, there's a great deal of serious fun to be had examining identity in this way, and while the annihilation of the self may be a laudable goal, one always returns in the end to the myriad problems of being. Or else one achieves nirvana, and vanishes into one's navel--which is a strange kind of selfishness if you ask me.AaronHerschelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08886387346974535323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18968172.post-82719809613903850812009-03-27T20:36:00.000-07:002009-03-27T20:36:00.000-07:00Very Ramana Maharishi. Thank you and amen.Very Ramana Maharishi. Thank you and amen.Flavor of the Weekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04239073902632850940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18968172.post-43878479554922879892009-03-27T18:58:00.000-07:002009-03-27T18:58:00.000-07:00Salman Rushdie has a wonderful statement about who...Salman Rushdie has a wonderful statement about who you are in <I>The Ground Beneath Her Feet</I>:<BR/><BR/>"Whenever someone who knows you disappears, you lose one version of yourself. Yourself as you were seen, as you were judged to be. Lover or enemy, mother or friend, those who know us construct us, and their several knowings slant the different facets of our characters like diamond-cutter's tools. Each such loss is a step leading to the grave, where all versions blend and end."<BR/><BR/>You can never know the real you because you can never gather all your facets that others have.Sandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02742362517859954002noreply@blogger.com