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Human's Rationality: Its Unfree-Freedoms

Cosmic energy is moving into various forms and patterns, its quest is to become, what Arthur Schopenhauer called 'will to live'.  (Arthur Schopenhauer, 1818). He is explicit that:

“Thus the will to live everywhere preys upon itself, and in different forms is its own nourishment, till finally the human race, because it subdues all the others, regards nature as a manufactory for its own use. Yet even the human race...reveals in itself with most terrible distinctness this conflict, this variance of the will with itself…”.

Every ‘will to become' is a movement, encompassing the history of past and future; the degree of rationality and its gradation are normativized by thoughts as hierarchy of souls and monads. Human being as likeness and image of God possess the highest truth, indeed! In fact, human being is the only species who possess and owns the truth, it is the only mode of being who puts truth at stake, constructs its horizons and claim of legitimacy and illegitimacy, defines its contours, and prescribes the norms to live by truths and their violations.

Nothing is separate, individuality, therefore, is a utopian space never meant to be real. Yet, human species takes the thought of individuality very seriously, so much so that most of the energies are deployed to control everything by human being conceptualized as a rational agent. Agency and rationality are twin brothers which claim to control everything like all our efforts of immorality go in vain.

Human being, their limited rationality, created and sustained by thoughts, their parochial name, form, and functions, characterize them as “social species”. Karl Marx defined human being as “species being” (Karl Marx, 1844). Their limitless energies are consumed in controlling the uncontrollable, their fate is nothing more than a “castle a sands” whose life of certainty is wrecked by the slight puff of winds. In concrete sense, human being is the only species who imagines to secure a millennia by living in the similar echo-chamber of ideas, ideals, and concepts, the only mode of being whose institutions and practices erect a vertical technological power over the nature and its organic process; all are constituted by one dimensional imagination. All too limitless rationality is only limitation which makes human being a caricature of their own thoughts, a prisoner of their own ideas, a glory is lived to witness its own inglorious flight and fall, as  Shakespeare exclaimed: 

“What a piece of work is a Man, How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty, In form and moving how express and admirable, In action how like an Angel, In apprehension how like a god, The beauty of the world, The paragon of animals. And yet to me, what is this quintessence of dust”?

Man as ontological question is a construction of thoughts, which create and define its limitless yet limited rationality. Human memory produces the “narcissistic wounds” whose culmination is demagoguery and deception, the idolatry of fictitious realities, all too “justified lies (Alasdair MacIntyre, 2019), neologised and worshipped as civilization, its all too preoccupation with technological science, their confinement into fickle institutions, their imaginative historicity and “false necessities” (Roberto Unger, 2014), justified as inevitable law of historical unfolding, their posited law and norms of normlessness structured into the systems of logic, their reified arts and dehumanized- denaturalized sciences (Herbert Marcuse, 1964) are nothing more than what Nietzsche called:

“In some remote corner of the universe, poured out and glittering in innumerable solar systems, there once was a star on which clever animals invented knowledge. That was the haughtiest and most mendacious minute of "world history"- yet only a minute. After nature had drawn a few breaths the star grew cold, and the clever animals had to die” (Friedrich Nietzsche, 2010).

The “limitless limits and limited limitless” are the characteristics of the human's rationality, their biggest strengths are the curse, their source of emancipation is the only prison, escaping out of it is impossible-possibility, since no one is capable enough to escape a prison which does not exist except as the province of our thoughts (K.C. Bhattacharya, 1977). No one is powerful enough to overpower the “surrendered will”. That freedom is always already accessible to anyone whose perception of the world is based on “world’s eyes” (Adam Smith, 1759), whose emotional world is embedded in the “world’s suffering”, to refer Buddha, whose rational world is the reflection of “world’s harmony”, what Cicero called “the right reason in agreement with nature” (Cicero,  52 BCE). Therefore, to live is to feel the harmony interior and exterior to us, to realise the eternity in silence of time, to live effortlessly, to dance in ecstasy, to relinquish the possessive mentality, to be intuitively aware that “there is something in everything and everything in something”. In the words of Rabindranath Tagore, “Our universe is in harmony with man, the eternal, we know it as truth, we feel it as beauty”.


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