Sage advice with a little help from Jimmy Soul.
Category: Sage Advice
Life’s Path: Some Trail Notes
Google AI summarizes my book:
Key Themes and Structure
- Human Stages: Reflections on youth, old age, and the transition between them.
- Desires and Values: Exploration of happiness, ambition, love, lust, and the proper use of money.
- Metaphysical Concerns: Insights into the relationship between the body and soul, as well as “the last things” (death and what may follow).
- Ethics and Society: Commentary on manners, morals, and contemporary cultural “decadence”. [2, 5, 6, 7]
Core Philosophy
- Existential Realism: Moving away from “ivory tower” abstractions to address the “edge” of real life.
- The Soul’s Journey: He often argues that while our consciousness is currently impacted by bodily states (like sleep or drunkenness), it does not prove that consciousness is identical to the body or that it ceases upon death.
- Objective Standards: He maintains that the standards by which we judge our lives cannot be merely subjective; they must be objectively binding to have true meaning. [1, 2, 8, 9, 10, 11]
Maxims and Meta-Maxims
They work for me; they may work for you.
Top o’ the Stack.
What is Left to Do?
Nothing much.
Put my affairs in order, complete my projects as best I can, prepare for death, and die. I have done my best. I have lived the life I wanted to live. I have been my own man. I have succeeded at what I set out to do when I was 20. In the words of my journal from those days: “to live a philosophical life in a tumultuous uncertain world is my goal.” I pulled it off, and am pulling it off. Favored by Fortuna‘s smile, I gratefully acknowledge the role of luck and the role of others in every success. I did it my way, but I got lucky and my way was partially paved by others.
How much time do I have left? Maybe 15 years, maybe 15 hours. The clock is running and the format is sudden death. When the flag falls it falls for the last time. You can’t file for an extension or take an incomplete. I keep in mind an old aphorism of mine:
How should we look at things? As if for the first time — and the last.
Don’t Postpone Your Life . . .
. . . live now.
Choice of Model
Take no one man as your model; take many in the drafting and crafting of your inimitable self.
Travel: More Than Ever a Fool’s Paradise
I’m not sure I want to travel internationally again.
Me too. Been there, done that. One of his reasons:
. . . we all know how the Filth in Britishland regard the matter of self-defense Over There. Nothing puts a damper on the travel experience like having to explain to some judge why you didn’t want to just let the little choirboy take your property and shake your head sorrowfully at your loss. That you applied your walking-stick to the little shit’s cranium (in lieu of having the old 1911 at hand) would no doubt land you in Serious Trouble, just as your attitude to the cops being more or less on the criminal’s side rather than on yours might also result in the cop’s uniform being ruined by the flow of blood (his).
To which he adds:
And then there’s this little nugget, from one of my most-favored places on the planet:
Most famous districts in Vienna are in the heart of the city and during summer or at Christmas season they become overcrowded, which can lead to pickpocketing, mugging and even terrorist attacks. In these areas frequented by tourists, bus and train stations, people around you need to be carefully watched and your possessions should be kept close to you.
WTF? Now add to that the chance that some “migrant” takes offense that your female companion doesn’t have her head covered to his satisfaction… do you see where I’m going with this?
I suggest that we aging patriots who have done our fair share of international travel add to our MAGA lists homeland travel and blowing our excess bucks here. Can one ever get sick of Route 66?
To the young, however, I say: get out there and take the risks. See the world to appreciate the homeland. Go alone, travel light, like a man, not a suitcase, swot up as much of the local lingo as you can, and try to make it back home alive. Take pictures, keep a journal. If you make it back, you won't regret your adventures. Then you can gloat, "Been there, done that." Forever after you will enjoy the having done what you now longer would want to do.
I dilate further in Three Reasons to Stay Home at Substack. The reasons? One's Emersonian, the second's Pascalian, and the third is of my own invention.
Heaven, Hell, Purgatory, and the Will to Believe
My friend, I continue to read and reread your Heaven and Hell essay, especially the "Concluding Existential-Practical Postscript".Psalm 23. "The Lord is my Shepherd. I shall not…." Let us pray that there is a Good Shepherd who cares deeply about his flock and will do things to relieve their suffering. Can we come to believe in him with an act of will?
. . . while these philosophical and theological problems are genuine and important, they cannot be resolved on the theoretical plane. In the end, after canvassing all the problems and all the arguments for and against, one simply has to decide what one will believe and how one will live. In the end, the will comes into it. The will must come into it, since nothing in this area can be proven, strictly speaking. [. . .] The will comes into it, as I like to say, because the discursive intellect entangles itself in problems it cannot unravel.
Suppose in order to have a decent day physically I need to begin it with a 10 K run. Well, most or at least many days I can make myself run. But on some days my legs just will not. Pain and fatigue are the obstacles. Suppose to have a decent "inner" day I also need to begin it with believing in and trusting in our Good Shepherd. Some days, yes, but many days, I fear, I will not or cannot . Too much pain (before the meds) and too much exhaustion with the world.
Inserting a benevolent Creator in this world I encounter is VERY difficult.
Maybe I've misunderstood you. I see "will" as a weak and unreliable route to a good life, much less salvation.
You see why I wonder whether we are not already in Hell. Where I have gone wrong?
. . . it is reasonably held that we are right now in purgatory. The case is made brilliantly and with vast erudition by Geddes MacGregor in Reincarnation in Christianity (Quest Books, 1978, see in particular, ch. 10, "Reincarnation as Purgatory."
Heaven and Hell: the Looming of the Last Things at the End of the Trail
A question, my friend. Can you imagine someone on his deathbed saying, "Well I never really believed I'd meet Jesus, but the possible reward (eternal salvation) was so great that I was persuaded to be a believer so long as the probability of salvation was not effectively zero. I can't say I really believe in Jesus, but the possible rewards of believing are so great I had to buy the ticket." A decision-theoretic argument for belief that some think can made stronger by also postulating Hell (eternal damnation). If I don't believe, I risk Hell, even if I think the probability of that is very small.Well, the Hell branch of the argument has the problem that eternal damnation is incompatible with a just and benevolent deity. Way too many people are sent to Hell for merely not believing (especially children). So what about Heaven? Can a just and benevolent God reward me with eternal happiness just for believing in (and maybe worshipping) him? Just as the threatened punishment seems totally disproportionate, so the promised reward seems "too good to be true" (in other words, a scam).Not necessarily MY view of Heaven, but one that I hear often.
Suppose that, after death, Stalin sees the errors of his ways and desires to come into right relation with God. He must still be punished for his horrendous crimes. Surely justice demands that much. What I fail to grasp, however, is how justice could demand that Stalin be punished everlastingly or eternally (if you care to distinguish eternity from everlastingness) for a finite series of finite crimes.
Thomas Aquinas disagrees:
The magnitude of the punishment matches the magnitude of the sin. Now a sin that is against God is infinite; the higher the person against whom it is committed, the graver the sin—it is more criminal to strike a head of state than a private citizen—and God is of infinite greatness. Therefore an infinite punishment is deserved for a sin committed against Him. (Summa Theologica, Ia2ae. 87, 4.)
Some years back, my friend floated the suggestion that we are in hell right now. This can't be right, for reasons I won't go into. But it is reasonably held that we are right now in purgatory. The case is made brilliantly and with vast erudition by Geddes MacGregor in Reincarnation in Christianity (Quest Books, 1978, see in particular, ch. 10. "Reincarnation as Purgatory.")
As for heaven, my friend asks,
Can a just and benevolent God reward me with eternal happiness just for believing in . . . him? Just as the threatened punishment seems totally disproportionate, so the promised reward seems "too good to be true" . . . .
The question is essentially this: If justice rules out everlasting, 'infinite,' punishment for finite crimes committed by miserably limited humans, does it also rule out everlasting reward for finite good deeds? If the threatened punishment is totally disproportionate, is the promised reward also totally disproportionate?
To sharpen it a bit further, let's translate the interrogative into a declarative: If no everlasting punishment is justified, then no everlasting reward is either. If that is the claim, then I would respond by saying that the Beatific Vision is not a reward for good things we do here below, but the state intended for us all along. It is something like a birthright or an inheritance. One doesn't earn one's inheritance; it is a gift, not a reward. But one can lose it. Similarly with the Beatific Vision. One cannot earn it, and one does not deserve it. But one can lose it.
It is also worth noting that 'totally disproportionate' and 'too good to be true' differ in sense. The visio beata is admittedly totally disproportionate as a reward for the good things that we wretched mortals do, but that is not to say that it is too good to be true. If it is true that our ultimate felicity is participation in the divine life, and true that this participation is open to us, as a real possibility and a divine gift, then that is the way things are. How could it be too good to be true? Whatever good thing exists, precisely because it exists ,cannot be too good to exist.
Concluding Existential-Practical Postscript
What I really want to say to my friend is that, while these philosophical and theological problems are genuine and important, they cannot be resolved on the theoretical plane. In the end, after canvassing all the problems and all the arguments for and against, one simply has to decide what one will believe and how one will live. In the end, the will comes into it. The will must come into it, since nothing in this area can be proven, strictly speaking. The 'presuppers' are out to lunch, to mention one bunch of those who fabricate a fake certainty for themselves to assuage their overwhelming doxastic security needs. And the same goes for the Biblical inerrantists. The will comes into it, as I like to say, because the discursive intellect entangles itself in problems it cannot unravel.
In my own case, I have had enough mystical, religious, aesthetic, moral, and paranormal experiences to convince me to take the Unseen Order with utmost seriousness — and I do. And so that's the way I live, devoting most of my time to prayer, meditation-contemplation, lectio divina, study of the great classics of philosophy and theology, moderate ascesis, such good works as befit my means and station, and writing philosophy, which I view as itself a spiritual practice. I mean: what could be a better use of a life than to try to ascend to the Absolute by all possible routes? But this won't make any sense to you unless you perceive this world, the Seen Order, to be a vanishing quantity devoid of ultimate reality and value, and our fleeting lives in it unsatisfactory and ultimately meaningless, if they end in annihilation.
So I say to my friend: you are on your own. Going to a church and participating in external rites and rituals won't do you much if any good, nor will confessing your sins to a pedophile priest. (Ex opere operato is on my list of topics to discuss.) There is no need to go outside yourself; truth dwells in the inner man. Noli foras ire, in te ipsum redi. In interiore homine habitat veritas. (Augustine) Review your life and try to recall those moments and those experiences which seemed most revelatory of the Real, and live and then die in accordance with them.
In the face of temptation, ask yourself: How do I want death to find me? In what state? The lures of this world are alluring indeed, and it is well-nigh impossible to resist them, as witness the corruption of (some of) the cardinals who voted on the new pope. You have a sense of the Unseen Order if you sense that temptation ought to be resisted. Whence the bindingness of that Ought? Whence the vocation to a Higher Life? Are they just illusions of brain chemistry? Could be! You decide!
I myself have decided that The Greatest Temptation must be resisted.
One more point about church-going. It may be necessary for those excessively social animals lacking inner directedness, but I'd say that Matthew 6:6 hits the mark: "But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret; and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly." (KJV)
But I don't want to deny that special places, some of them churches, have an aura that aids and may even induce contemplative repose. I recall a time in Venice, Italy when I entered an ancient and nondescript little church and spent a few moments there alone. Upon exiting, I was unusually calm and collected. My girlfriend at the time, noticing the transformation, remarked, "You ought to go to church more often." The following, though AI-generated, is spot on.
Aura of Places
An aura of a place can be described as a distinctive atmosphere or feeling that seems to surround and emanate from it. This term is often used metaphorically to convey the unique quality or vibe that a location gives off. For example, a place might have an aura of mystery, tranquility, or invincibility.
In spiritual contexts, auras are thought to be energy fields surrounding all living and non-living things, including places. These fields can be influenced by the emotions, thoughts, and experiences of those who frequent the location.
Look on the Bright Side!
The world is rife with pathologies of all sorts: spiritual, psychological, moral, and medical. But it's all grist for the thinker's mill. That is the bright side. One can allow oneself to become depressed at how pathetic we all are — in different ways and to different degrees — or one can cultivate wonder at our strange predicament and get to work understanding it, thereby squeezing the joys of theory from practical misery.
Biometric Authentication
I use multifactor authentication for access to many of the sites I visit, but conservatives are cautious by nature. So I am not inclined to spring for biometric authentication, some of the hazards of which are discussed here. The alacrity with which the young adopt the latest trends is evidence of their inherent excess of trust, lack of critical caution, and in many, out-and-out pollyannishness. "Many companies and organizations are implementing biometric authentication for enhanced security and convenience, with deployment rising to 79% from 27% in just a few years." (AI-generated claim)
In tech we trust? What, me worry? What could possibly go wrong?
Convenience? Whose?
Future shock is upon us in this brave new world. I allude to the title of two books you should have read by now.
Practice situational awareness across all sectors and in every situation.
Life After 70
Wisdom from Jordan Peterson. I'd say this man is a national treasure, except that he is Canadian.
His advice comports well with a self-admonition I lately coined:
Forgive, forget, let go, move on, live now!
It’s Later than You Think
A Substack protreptic. Pithy and pointed. No TLDR excuses accepted.
In rhetoric, protrepsis (Ancient Greek: πρότρεψις) and paraenesis (παραίνεσις) are two closely related styles of exhortation that are employed by moral philosophers. While there is a widely accepted distinction between the two that is employed by modern writers, classical philosophers did not make a clear distinction between the two, and even used them interchangeably. (Wikipedia)
Wrong to Believe on Insufficient Evidence? Contra Clifford
Is it wrong always and everywhere for anyone to believe anything on insufficient evidence? (W. K. Clifford) If so, the young would never be right to believe in the realization of their potentials. But they are right so to believe. If they didn't, none of them would ever have 'made it.' But many of us did. We made it, but only by believing in ourselves well beyond the evidence available. Give it your best shot, but don't piss and moan if it comes to nought. Take another shot, a different one.
For a development of this theme, see Is it Sometimes Rational to Believe on Insufficient Evidence?
Idle Talk and Idle Thought
If you aim to avoid idle talk, then you ought also aim to avoid idle thought. A maxim to mind:
Avoid the near occasion of useless conversation.
This applies both to conversation with others and with oneself. The latter is avoided by internal situational awareness which is classically enjoined by:
Guard the mind.
Not easy. It is easy to avoid others, but not easy to avoid one's garrulous self.
