The instrument of Man’s First Fall:

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A Harmless Apple.

The placid place of Man’s Second Fall:

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A bucolic Lake.

 

 

The instrument of Man’s Third and Final Fall:

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A, Drab, Computing Machine Box.

Man has fallen now three times.

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With each fall, the sorrow of man, becomes more profound.

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More absolute.

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More intractable.

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All of us remember the First Fall, the First Sorrow, of Man.

Pictured forever, imprinted forever, on our minds for us, by Michael Angelo.

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The Second Fall of Man, His Second abiding Sorrow, was found in a Lake, by Narcissus;

He summoned there by the sweet seduction, by the Siren’s Call of his, and our own,

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Nemesis.

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Narcissus found there in the Lake:

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Vanity,

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Self-Love,

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Self-Adoration,

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Self-Obsession,

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Anorexia, and:

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Death.

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Satisfied no longer with mere self-adoration, self-fixation, anorexia and death:

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Man has contrived to invent a drab computing machine box that permits him to love himself universally and,

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In that drab computing box,

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To create his own, very pretty, private identity,

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His own, very pretty, perfect, private friends,

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His own, very pretty, private universe.

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Man, in this, his ultimate, act of vanity,

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Neglects to ask himself:

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What way out the computing machine box I have, for myself, created?

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Having neglected this question, having neglected to program the answer to it into his computing machine box, man has built a box:

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Far, far more harrowing than Sartre’s own Huit Clos:

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In which, Sartre writes to us:

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“L’enfer, c’est les autres.”

As, after all, for Sartre, the end of the War and the coming peace of Paris, gave promise of relief from his box of no exit:

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BUT:

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Modern Man has created a computing machine box:

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Out of which:

He can:

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Never come.

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And, in which, today we find that:

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The abject loneliness of:

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A Hell, far, far worse than Sartre’s Hell of 1943, in which Sartre described his Hell as being “the others,”

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Our Hell today:

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Is ourselves:

All……

Alone…

And…..

Eternal……..

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