What is a clear example? I can’t think of any clear examples. No examples are clear. This is an exercise. I have no faith in exercises. I lack faith. I am an empty vessel. There is no truth in anything. “He found Kierkegaard,” as Anders says of his insane brother in the Danish film Ordet. As far as I know, I have never read Kierkegaard, but it’s possible that I have read Kierkegaard, a small amount of Kierkegaard, and just don’t remember that I have. How can Kierkegaard cause a man to lose his faith? Or is it a question of having too much? Anders’s brother believes himself a saviour. Why? Do all of those who do not conform believe themselves the saviour? Can a saviour not conform? Is conforming good? R.D. Laing is famous (among psychologists) for proposing something that seemed very radical for the time—this was in the Seventies—and that is perhaps less radical now (according to those same psychologists): the idea that the estranged and maligned member of the family is often in some sense saner than the rest of the family. This is the one who passes under the veil and through to the other side. Being outside a thing can help one understand a thing. Insanity is a practice. Like all things, Laing’s proposition is not always true. And it may not be possible to crawl out of a thing entirely. Even as you gape at the moon, chains and shadow puppets surround you. Truth is not relative but truth is relative. Plato lied. Objectivity is an invention, a myth created to obliterate the human practice of myth. If it cannot be diagnosed it cannot exist.
I am alive.