A Bangla Called Denim

Wysiwyg

( I have been obliged to present this simply in the natural bias … in which I have come to perceive them. It arises from the contrast we experience in our lives … between utter nonsense and the civil idea of social decorum. I offer an apology to anyone I might offend …  but I stand by the content of the narrative … as a representation of the changes … we are experiencing in our societies. )

 

 

The German philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche … spent a lifetime examining the issues of human society … and was eventually reported to have experienced problems of mental instability. I know where that comes from. Its the final realization in the mind of man … of the cyclical nature of … creation … destruction … and preservation of life in the universe. However where such a view is confined simply to the mind of an individual … or only in respect of the world's experience … it appears in that way … that life is madness.

 

Einstein appears to have echoed that sentiment … in his comments … implying that … from all that he has seen … he's surprised that life still continues in the orderly manner that it does … apparently without any sensible guide. In order to gain a greater possibility … as regards these views that we encounter … a man needs to relate such views to the universe … and its gargantuan experience of creation … that reflects itself in the subtle light of our shadow.

 

Its this thought that brought me back to the arsehole I encountered in my experience as a teen. I thought perhaps he originated in my passions … from something like a Babylon … or Assyria … or perhaps even Bangladesh. He was a strange man … given to quiet thoughts of individual privacy .. that he kept to himself. A person got the impression somehow that … he never thought anyone would believe him.

 

However being the liberal that I always was … in my attitudes … I created the opportunity for him to express himself … in the animal house relations … in college … of booze … marijuana … and regular visits to the brothel. In such an environment … and the propensity of free mind … I came to encounter … the most bizarre suggestions … about man … which is surprisingly starting to make sense today.

 

I called him Denim … because of the same blue jeans … I used to wear everyday. His demeanor resembled a cockerel … that seemed to be dancing on its feet … with expressions … that came close to puns … and the glorification of the bizarre … in human affairs. There was a dark ring around his eyes … I thought was marijuana usage … and the breath of tobacco … that came from incessant cigarettes.

 

I liked him. It could have been the teen thing … in which we thought all grown-ups are liars … and that love and passion … are the true mark of trust in any man. I was living by imitating life … not yet prepared to make any commitment to it. And I saw it as my right to do so … and thereafter to call it my own … in the context of a half-dream … half-fabricated world … where ethics were still unknown.

 

It is in such a state of the emotions … that I view the suggestions of society's future … in the years ahead … that paves the way … for the advancement of humanity's ideas … for its continued sustenance.  It creates a subscription to a personality … that is like the mother of progeny … with trees growing on her head … vines that twist in her hair … and limbs like leathery tissue … blended with tree bark … and fur.

 

She appears to suggest that mankind has come into implementation of the initiatives for the advanced new specie … that would emerge … in the next 2,000 years. It is reported to be taking place in two stages. First … the social context. Here the suggestions of same sex marriage … and the adoption of children … raised in a family context … feature strongly … as initiatives … for the cultivation of devotion … between one man and another.

 

Secondly … the cultivation of understanding and attitudes … in the individual identity … that makes clear a man's identity … his relation to the world … and the universe. In that … this man becomes the role model of father … to the man of devotion. Its a relation that resembles … the mind of creation … ( in the man of devotion ) … and the life of the created man … ( the man of individual identity ).

 

Together they adopt kids born today … to raise in them the same principles of relationship … as devotion and individual self. In a sense … it brings back the demon of narcissus … of the pride and arrogance of self … in a new way … that's rehabilitated and of a volition … to understand nature at its finest. That is the suggestion of the perfect man … with knowledge of self … and the universe … and his place in it.

 

I've suddenly grown sympathetic to the Bangla … I used to call Denim. He represented something in our lives … I didn't want to see. What he seems to look at … with all the barricades raised … is not nonsense. Not in relation to what I've worked at for almost 30 years … to understand. But its going to take a job … getting the message out to the general society. Even to speak of these things ... makes me check to see ... if I have got my shirt on inside-out. Pressure!