When I walk around a city that hasn’t completely lost its natural foundation, I look at the mixture of trees, grass, roads, houses, and electricity lines, and choose to see it in one of two ways. My default state (for my entire adult life), is where I see meaning in the artificial parts of the city. The other possible state is the one where nature is the main thing and we are embedded in it - not the other way around.
Let’s say I walk on the sidewalk, cars pass by me, and there are some trees and grass around. In my default state, I don’t see the intricacies and beauty of the natural world. I’m embedded in the artificial world. I think in terms of social constructs such as:
sidewalk - this is a place of walking
Cars - the things that move people and make a noise and go on the road in a structured manner
Trees - the things that are in the places where the road and buildings are not
Houses - the place where others can see me and make sure I’m behaving
And so on.
Jordan Peterson talks about how we don’t see things in the world and infer meaning, we see meaning and infer things. And the psyche of modern humans in the West sees meaning through our current iteration of the socially generated framework, which is partially why we can get along on a massive scale. But let’s dig into the framework that we all unconsciously participate in. The framework is a psychic manifestation, in each individual who participates in it, of the Spirit of the Times.
Aside: I haven’t read this article by C. Boeree, but I like the way they use the ‘biological’ and ‘social’ unconscious in the following diagram to make a distinction between ancient and modern parts of the collective. I’ll start using the term Social Collective Unconscious, or Social Unconscious from now on, to stop confusing myself.
Aside 2.0: Without going into too much detail, which I will get lost in, the Spirit of the Times inhabits the ‘Social Unconscious’, which is the most recent, variable part of the Collective Unconscious. It’s socially mediated and takes different forms in different cultures at different ages. This is my take on a diagram that the original author might angrily disagree about, but that’s okay. I’ll consider going through a ‘derivation’ at some point later. No wonder Physicists shriek at these sorts of things…
Final aside: I use the term resonance quite frequently because it’s the best analogy I can think of for Spirit in the Spirit-Matter duality. It’s similar to an atomic vibrational mode. The Spirit of the Times is like a particular vibrational mode that culture can resonate in. Not everyone resonates the same way, to the same degree in the Spirit of the Times. In the same way that no one culture is homogeneous - there is some variation inside a culture and usually some overlap with cultures around it.
Bringing this back to the roads and the cars that I see out in the world, the reason why people driving on the highway don’t constantly crash into each other is that they resonate with the same “Spirit” while driving. But Sam, I’m choosing to follow the rules of the road. I’m not having a ‘spiritual’ experience. To some degree, you are a conscious agent following the rules of the road. But over time, in doing so you increasingly develop inner structures that get better at resonating with culturally predetermined patterns of behaviour.
And what is Spirit, if not that which appears as pattern?
And if the Spirit which inhabits your inner psychic foundation is shared by your culture, why not call it the Spirit of the Times? (Jungian terminology)
And if we all develop these inner structures of behaviour that participate in the Spirit of the Times, why not call that “mode” of the psyche the Social Collective Unconscious? (New terminology from C. Boeree in the article above)
The degree to which you allow yourself to step outside the patterns of the Social Unconscious is the degree to which you begin to be capable of experiencing the meaning of reality differently.
I was forced to do so because there was too much inner disagreement between the different parts of my unconscious. Something had to give, and for many years it was the biological and personal unconscious that were sacrificed. One of the transformations that most significantly shook up my identity was learning to transgress against the Spirit of the Times. This began by recognizing that it’s become sick, as we can all see, but continually attempts to hide this conclusion by presenting itself as having God-given authority (at least in the West), making people afraid to step outside it.
And there are good reasons for that, if everyone experimented by stepping outside the Spirit of the Times, our society in its current form would quickly crumble and something else would (over a long period of time) begin to take its place. However, if no one steps outside the Spirit of the Times, it will become stagnant, oppressive, and outdated. We need a healthy mixture of rule followers and rule-breakers.
The prerequisite for a healthy cultural mixture is to stop condemning each other. We must understand on both sides what the other is contributing to our society’s wellbeing. The immediate conflict arising from the interaction of socially conservative and progressive elements comes out of a lack of insight into the nature of the process both are participating in, and out of the inability to see how necessary we are to each other.
We are confused to think those who play the various roles chose to play them. Maybe this is too controversial, or foolish, but it seems to me when people constantly think and try to strategize their lives, they get in the way of the role, personally and socially, that they’ve been set up to play. Set up by everything around them - nature, the Spirit of the Times, their particular temperament, etc. Part of our confusion about our purpose arises from the condemnation of certain states that are deemed socially weird/unacceptable/illegal.
One of my relatively harmless contributions is dancing outside on the street, in broad daylight. It’s become clear to me that this is one of the roles I must play and accept the opposition I experience from those around me who are embodying the Spirit of the Times, but such is the nature of rebellion. And it’s not in spite of the Spirit of the Times - it’s not to make people confused and angry because I want them to feel bad, but rather it’s an act of love: the Spirit of the Times must serve the wellbeing of its members. The Spirit manifests its disagreement through individuals who might judge me, and I accept that response as a prerequisite to helping the Spirit of the Times heal. Doesn’t this sound like that part in the villain’s backstory where they justify their extreme measures for the “greater good”? LMAO.
By helping individuals recognize the absurdity of their judgements against me, I use their embodiment of the social unconscious, as a node of the collective network, to communicate with the overall collective unconscious. You can see how that’s physically true because those people are connected to other people, who also have an element of the social unconscious within them, and over time the Social Unconscious updates. You can also see how that’s spiritually true, because the spirit inhabiting an individual, when it gets updated, interacts with other people’s spirits, which seek to align. I’m not privy to what that process looks like, but certainly, the Spirit of the Times has a degree of autonomy.
To a large extent I’ve learned to recognize the common patterns people present me with to show that what I’m doing is disagreeable. And it used to flatten me, it used to be devastating to not be accepted. But now it does quite the opposite - when I do something I know to be right, such as dancing on the street, and I see the judgement, instead of resonating with the judgment as condemnation, I’ve learned to experience the judgement in the context of other things being projected at me. Such as motherly concern for my safety. Or the keen fatherly eye that tests my conviction to ensure I’m not blindly stepping outside the constraints placed on me socially. The recognition that judgement is usually made up of various, oftentimes caring aspects, is what allowed me to experience the judgement, feel it deeply, and understand it, in order to ensure that I am wisely transgressing, rather than blinding myself to judgment. It’s no longer personally hurtful because it’s not even personal.
And this is one of the primary difficulties I see between the younger generation and the older generations. We are unable to sit with their judgment and feel its implication because we don’t have sufficient conviction in what we’re doing as being the right thing. We should be able to stand up for ourselves and say, I know this is right. And if we want to succeed, we have to show the older generation we’re not blind to their wisdom - that we understand deeply what they’re trying to tell us rather than blinding ourselves to their wisdom because we can’t handle it. And if, after understanding their wisdom, we still think we’re doing the right thing, then we should do everything in our power to help them understand. And this is where the difficult task begins. Dialogue.
Can I make a small prediction? In that dialogue we will discover that many of the things we ‘found out for ourselves’ are shallow and foolish and naive, it’s just that the older generation didn’t have the words to communicate that - so they resort to other means of trying to warn us. But words will never reach the depths of ancient sublingual wisdom, which can only be communicated with language indirectly, through symbolism. For the “real thing” we’ll need to learn how to re-engage with our own depths.
This is Big Dick Platypus (BDP). Took this picture at a friend’s house party. I doubt they’d want me to credit them by name… For some reason, Platypus’ throbbing cock was calling to me for this essay. I think it’s a perfect example of the younger generation rebelling, trying to start a cultural conversation about sexuality. The first stage of acceptance is humour - and this time Platypus has been chosen as the victim.