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Unhappy Zombie Consciousness

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  • bill.hord
    And shall put my spirit in you, and ye shall live, and I shall place you in your own land: then shall ye know that I the Lord have spoken it, and performed
    Message 1 of 1 , Mar 1

      "And shall put my spirit in you, and ye shall live, and I shall place you in your own land: then shall ye know that I the Lord have spoken it, and performed it, saith the Lord." (Ezekiel 37:14 )


      Hegel describes three moments of Zombie consciousness:


      1) Mistical Existence [pun intended]: This is the usual Zombie mental state -- rambling about in a fog. Any awakening is merely another misty condition -- think of the Sprint/LG zombies who fall in love at first sight -- only to wander off in a mist "with" each other (or each other's bodies). (https://www.ispot.tv/ad/daSK/lg-v40-thinq-zombie-selfie-song-by-hot-chocolate)


      2) The Walking, Using, Enjoying Dead: Yes, the grave of the unchangeable zombie existence is an open grave; in fact a "moveable feast" (yes, pun intended).


      3) The Zombie Mitte: This "middle term" is clearly the Eucharist -- that is, the living human flesh that zombies crave. The craving is however only a fetish, since consumption of living human flesh transforms that flesh into death and has no effect other than reproducing zombieheit. Am I making this up? Only in part. 


      Andrew Cole (The Birth of Theory) finds the source of Marx's account of commodity fetishism in Hegel's early (before the Phenomenology) essays in which he pretty harshly criticizes the Eucharist and Eucharistic practices as Fetishglauben and Fetishdienste (fetish faith and fetish service).

      Hegel: "But our religion would train people to be citizens of heaven, gazing ever upward, making our most human feelings seem alien. Indeed, at the greatest of our public feasts we proceed to the enjoyment of the holy eucharist dressed in the colors of mourning and with eyes downcast; even here, at what is supposed to be a celebration of human brotherhood, we fear we might contract venereal disease from the brother who drank out of the communal chalice before. And lest any of us remain attentive to the ceremony, filled with a sense of he sacred, we are nudged to fetch a donation from our pocket and plop it on a tray." (Three Essays, 1793-1795, quoted in Cole)

      Bill 


      Currently reading The Buru Quartet by Pramoedya Ananta Toer  


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