Idealist Love

This is a diary of a man during the year 1990 up to the Persian Gulf War. The man did not disclose his name but used the ‘I’ of the Idealist as a hoard of the diary ascribed to him. Apparently, he lived in Berkeley, California, a life in a manifestly secret style or the greed for a pure self in the model of a “nameless” sage. The theme of his diary is clear, however. The copula of his life is dedicated to its manifestation. It is a pure, unsunned source of love, which he sees comes from “the house of nonbeing,” the mirror-image of its opposite. Considering the mess in today’s house of being, there is no doubt even today, fifteen years later, persists the sense of premonitory withdrawal: that odd feeling of dry language that is no longer entrusted to the manifestation of epochal love.

As a whole, Idealist Love aims at the dissolution of the insensibility: the prevalent doctrine of either-or logic. It is a voice of fascination to the amazing beauty of life, in which is redeemed the copula of man’s negation, without violence or velleity, just as the terror of Nature dissolves in its fleeting beauty. The gain is a dialectical moment of man’s being in face with the paradox, in the choice between his subjection to Nature and that of Nature to the Self.