Areas in which human moods are present.

When I for the hundredth time renew my efforts to be civilized, to sit at the table while taking time to eat my meal, it gives me the opportunity to make progress in one of the print books I am in the middle of. If reading while eating is uncivilized, there is no hope for me.

Today it was Irrational Man, by William Barrett. Since I began reading it I’ve probably acquired a dozen more books, several of which I feel somewhat urgent about. But I’ve noticed that as days and months go by, this intensity of feeling shifts from one book to another, and waxes and wanes, often shrinking away completely to be replaced by an indefinable mood of summer that rules out urgency. The thoroughly warmed state of my bones is a contributing factor. We humans are composed of many parts not to be discounted. As Barrett says in the first chapter,

“Philosophers who dismissed Existentialism as ‘merely a mood’ or ‘a postwar mood’ betrayed a curious blindness to the concerns of the human spirit, in taking the view that philosophic truth can be found only in those areas of experience in which human moods are not present.”

This is a theme in Irrational Man. I may have already reported that some reviewers called Barret an anthropologist. He is also psychologist enough to want to present his own analysis of the whole man, whichever philosopher he is talking about, to help us in “the endless effort to drag the balloon of the mind back to the earth of actual experience.” According to my own Orthodox Christian understanding, he is often insightful. As a true anthropologist, though, he tries to be objective in assessing the “culture” of his subjects, so it is hard to know what his personal religion and beliefs might have been, apart from his voicing them when applicable to his subject. They were probably in flux, too.

I know — I hope — I will keep talking about this book, or at least will keep posting interesting quotes about things I can’t claim to know much about. I appreciate that the author has a vast knowledge of history from which to compose his own thesis, but of course he is nonetheless limited by what has been written down and by his own finite mind and life.  In any case it’s wonderful to me that he could accomplish this book, which does seem to be an act of love. And I repeat, his prose is a joy.

For now, my own time to think and synthesize is severely limited, and I probably should not have even taken so long to write this intro to the quote that is what I wanted to share today, from the chapter on Nietzsche:

“…godless is one thing Nietzsche certainly was not: he was in the truest sense possessed by a god, though he could not identify what god it was and mistakenly took him for Dionysus. In a very early poem, ‘To the Unknown God,’ written when he was only twenty years old, he speaks about himself as a god-possessed man, more truthfully than he was later, as a philosopher, to be able to recognize:

“‘I must know thee, Unknown One,
Thou who searchest out the depths of my soul,
And blowest like a storm through my life.
Thou are inconceivable and yet my kinsman!
I must know thee and even serve thee.’

“Had God really died in the depths of Nietzsche’s soul or was it merely that the intellect of the philosopher could not cope with His presence and His meaning?

“If God is taken as a metaphysical object whose existence has to be proved, then the position held by scientifically-minded philosophers like [Bertrand] Russell must inevitably be valid: the existence of such an object can never be empirically proved. Therefore, God must be a superstition held by primitive and childish minds. But both these alternative views are abstract, whereas the reality of God is concrete, a thoroughly autonomous presence that takes hold of men but of which, of course, some men are more conscious than others. Nietzsche’s atheism reveals the true meaning of God – and does so, we might add, more effectively than a good many official forms of theism.”

-William Barrett in Irrational Man


Art credit: “Summer Wine” by Diane Leonard

4 thoughts on “Areas in which human moods are present.

  1. “Had God really died in the depths of Nietzsche’s soul or was it merely that the intellect of the philosopher could not cope with His presence and His meaning?”

    “the intellect…could not cope” stood out to me. I think that God intends for us to see Him as an enigma. He is mysterious and can be often confusing to understand. Intellectuals want to understand everything clearly, but God intentionally darkens areas that we’re not allowed to fully understand about Him and His ways, and they “can’t cope” with this lack of understanding or knowledge. So they give up, unless they are willing to have child-like faith.

    Have you ever tried to look at something only to find that it’s harder to see than if you look just to the side it? I think of Eastern Orthodoxy as that of looking to the side (of God), whereas, Western Christianity is that trying to look directly at Him only to miss seeing Him clearly. The mystery is removed and the child-like faith evaporates.

    Please forgive me if this makes no sense at all. It’s possible I am missing your point completely and am seeing something else there. Whatever the case, the book sounds very interesting! Take care!


    1. I just spent a while trying to find a quote from Chesterton that your musings reminded me of… but maybe it doesn’t exist. In The Man Who Was Thursday there is a theme of things being so large you can’t see them, especially when you are too close to them. I haven’t thought about looking at the side of God, but in Orthodoxy we know that we can’t know His essence, only His energies. There is always the greater “portion” of God as the part we can’t grasp.

      I did find this applicable quote: ““I do not feel any contempt for an atheist, who is often a man limited and constrained by his own logic to a very sad simplification.” -G.K. Chesterton


    2. Your analogy comparing the two approaches of looking at God seems very appropriate. During the 90s I recall my in-laws getting these framed prints that when looked at directly, just looked like various random designs. One would have to stand before them for several minutes, allowing the gaze (and the mind) adapt and begin to recognize a hidden picture. I often think of that when I think of faith and how, as you said, God cloaks himself in mystery, and only those given eyes to see can recognize.


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