Taken from Recollections of Sartre

Words are, for some, living creatures.

They persist in being and as such they insist on being noticed.  The bound and covered, silent sirens contained on the leaves between the book’s cover.

If words live, then literature can possess.

If I read and share the a sentence that crossed Plato’s eye and mind too, has time and distanced ceased?

If most celebrated literature spouts from the community of dead authors, their words become free of their original sin of the author(s) having possessed physical existence. The sentences are not devalued by the messy work of the author living his/her life at this point. The lens becomes free from the shackles of selfhood.  The lines now belong to the public. There is no greater authority to which they may appeal, who will explicate their “true” meaning.

Author: writtencasey

I am fascinated by the scientific endeavor and I read about or engage with those processes as much as possible. I am a compulsive reader and writer. With a background in anthropology and as an arm-chair/backyard scientist, I hope to improve my writing skills and learn about any areas of weakness or misunderstanding in my analytic skills. I am excited to share. Thank you for spending time here. Please reach out if you are so inclined. I'd be excited to hear from you.

4 thoughts on “Taken from Recollections of Sartre”

  1. I love how far ranging your mind is. How many topics interest you.

    As for your post, Casey, I’d call it astute. Made me wonder about scholars, though. While figuring out exactly what a thinker meant is important for so many purposes, it can crowd out other uses of a text too. For instance, as a springboard to other thoughts.

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      1. Interesting indeed. I left the same field for the same reason. However, anthro gave me a solid background and ability to learn and consider things. It gave a strange self-referential way to think about existence without being completely confined to a culture/national basis. Invaluable.


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