Le Mont Analogue Roman d'aventures alpines non euclidiennes et symboliuement authentiues

Le Mont Analogue Roman d'aventures alpines non euclidiennes et symboliuement authentiues❮Read❯ ➵ Le Mont Analogue Roman d'aventures alpines non euclidiennes et symboliuement authentiues Author René Daumal – Jobs-in-kingston.co.uk Un gruppo di singolari ed esperti alpinisti certi dell’esistenza in ualche parte del globo di una montagna la cui vetta è più alta di tutte le vette decide un giorno di partire da Parigi per tenta Un gruppo di singolari Analogue Roman PDF Æ ed esperti alpinisti certi dell’esistenza in ualche parte del globo di una montagna la cui vetta è più alta di tutte le vette decide un giorno di partire da Parigi per tentare di scoprirla e di darne la scalata Dopo una navigazione «non euclidea» a bordo di un’imbarcazione chiamata l’Impossibile gli esploratori approdano nell’isola continente del Monte Analogo dove trovano una popolazione dagli usi apparentemente stravaganti che discende da uomini di tutti i tempi e che come loro vive ormai soltanto nella speranza di scalare la vetta Le Mont ePUB ô Un breve soggiorno nel villaggio di Porto delle Scimmie e il gruppo dei nostri alpinisti intraprende l’ascensione arrivando in vista del campo base A uesto punto il racconto s’interrompe siamo soltanto all’inizio di un viaggio – che forse è sempre continuamente all’inizio – uando la morte coglie René Daumal l’autore di uesta storia impedendogli di descrivere il seguito della scalata al monte simbolico che unisce la Terra Mont Analogue Roman d'aventures alpines ePUB ô al CieloSotto le parvenze di un romanzo d’avventure o di un racconto fantastico Il Monte Analogo pubblicato postumo nel ci offre una «metafisica dell’alpinismo» Mont Analogue Roman PDF Ë che è anche un itinerario minuzioso lentamente maturato nelle esperienze dell’autore verso un centro sentito come liberazione della persona da ogni suo limite verso una vetta in cui al disopra di ogni specifica contraddizione ciascun uomo attui le proprie umane possibilità Con la leggerezza propria del saggio facendo uso nel racconto di storie canzoni deduzioni miti e dimostrazioni Daumal trasporta il lettore nel regno dell’analogia dove niente è vero ma tutto è veridico per un parallelismo tra realtà raggiunta e realtà raggiungibile attraverso un metodo cioè il «mettersi sulla via» che fa Mont Analogue Roman d'aventures alpines ePUB ô cadere i nostri schemi difensivi e ci porta a contemplare con occhi nuovi il nostro paesaggio interiore. It's a miracle that this book even exists A book we were never meant to have existing only in myth A fever of a dream but with all the details intact specific and so real Like ending up in a dream without leaving the real world behind both in terms of the trivialities of living as well as the logic that never approaches dream logic An amalgamation of science philosophy myth humor and clear thinking yes with the translucent almost invisible clarity of a 'paradam' that suddenly bends your thinking around its curvature A 'paradam' shift This book was already written from another world no wonder Daumal died mid sentence No wonder He was a dead man when he began only gracing us with a few words from the other side And how fitting This story of a journey to the other side a journey that never reaches its destination because its author having reached it cannot come back to tell us but a few details that might lead us there An impossible journey Mount Analogue is analogous of itself without ever being self reflexive without even knowing its antecedent The unknown like a dagger in the known is deceptively accessible Nevertheless Daumal prepares the way like the campers before him In Daumal's world the mystery of the unknown is real than the reality of the world so that our reality is but a dream within it It's a transcendence into specificity When we look back from the other world we'll see but a vagueness reminiscent of lives half lived in the fog that hovers in the foothillsPS reading some of the other reviews I was a little annoyed that a few people had mentioned that this was surrealism No it's not People like to repeat what other people say without really evaluating it Why would Daumal delve into surrealism when he can end up in the ideal territory of surrealism without ever leaving the real? That is what Daumal does and that is why it is brilliant beyond anything I've ever imagined could be written One logical step at a time is how Daumal leads us up the mountain I am convinced that some books have a specific time in the life of a reader Once that time is gone they loose their effect I have been meaning to procure this book since long owing to my early interests in mysticalweird stories that aim to incorporate everything under the sun Hell I was even trying to write one of my own This was back in 2006 07 when fresh out of college I used to spend considerable time in libraries bookshops among roadside vendors and spent hours on the internet searching for info on obscure books I responded enthusiastically to Borges every time I read the intro to The Book of Imaginary Beings a book that was always by my bedside there is great pleasure in out of date erudition I particularly remember an old man lovingly called Thatha who had or probably still has a roadside bookshop near Luz corner in Chennai He was a simple man whose cloths were generally soiled by sitting in dirt for long but he was a revered figure I couldn't communicate with him much apart from asking him for a book or bargaining for a suitable price because of my inability to speak in Tamil I had heard that he came to Chennai as a helper to a military officer in the year 1948 He had acted in few films He was a book tracker of sorts and had acuired a hero like figure among the reading community in Mylapore area He had helped me procure Mercea Eliade's Two Strange Tales and a book on an encounter between Hermann Hesse and Carl Jung it was in poor condition and I couldn't save it from perishing along with an introductory book on Gurdjieff Those books were okay And as I remember Thatha from a far off vantage point it appears like a dream to me His shop the streets of Mylapore and some such places where I had the habit of loitering are the legends I have formed in my mind about my early reading life The books I read and what I understood from them was hardly as important as the fantasy of that time and place a city which Madame Blavatsky thought well suited to establish the theosophical society It was as if I had very briefly escaped the gravity of the everyday life I remember having pestered Thatha to help me find Mount Analogue but he couldn'tNow that the book has finally arrived it seems like a very pompous exercise It is the basis for Jodorowsky's The Holy Mountain a film that baffled and startled me But thankfully the book is comprehensible A group of eight people go in search for a mythical mountain the highest there is that remains invisible to the naked eye an inspiration for the island in the TV series LOST? They take a boat journey and their talks are singularly focused on self indulgent intellectualism filled with pseudo theories They all look like caricatures or stock characters One character believes in something and personifies that belief gets almost reduced to it Second has the sole job of countering the former's belief If a character is shown in great misery it is because he is trying to solve complex optical problems That makes you smile because you find it cute Wasn't there pleasure to be had in such writing? Turns out that there is a flourishing community at base of the mountain with a currency of its own altered religious practices its own understanding of law and order linguistic and social variations The peak remains elusive and difficult to access It symbolizes a spiritual experience Everyone can start at the base ground zero but very few can reach the peak It also helps to know that Rene Daumal's close friend was a student of Gurdjieff whose mystic teachings may have fueled the narrative The tension in the story comes from episodes like theseAnd what if someone does not manage to pay his debts? Arther Beaver had asked When you raise chicks he was told You advance them the grain which when they become hens they will repay you in eggs But when a young hen doesn't lay when it matures what becomes of it?And each of us had swallowed his saliva in silenceIsn't it lovely? The ridiculous cliche of swallowing one's saliva to show fear or apprehension is almost dead now This 50's novel is a relic that holds such nuggets And they work for a story like this Umberto Eco wrote that when he tried to remove all the unnecessary words or expressions from a Dumas novel to make it slicker for his translation it had lost its effect And to some extend it seems trueIt is a sad novel after all ending abruptly because the writer died prematurely The final pages are about the group's repeated attempts to reach the peak and how their struggle is thwarted by natural calamities and the authority with their imposition of curious rules I was at my most attentive near the end Because here we are beginning to see the bravery of Daumal's design Did he plan the novel such that the group would never get to reach the peak? That would certainly have symbolic interpretations But we can only guess An inventive book it dares to create its own reality We will never know whether Daumal was another Francis Bacon writing his Novum Organum convinced that he had hit the right notes and now had answers for us all or someone who was ultimately planning to ridicule the whole ordeal That dear friends will forever remain a mystery and we all swallow our saliva in silence Mount Analogue may be the book that broke this reviewer’s back What to say of it but that it’s brief – tragically brief given Daumal must have known he was racing the clock – and immense And in fact its brief immensity is almost fitting because if not for a few nods by the narrator to a known future early on undermined in any case by the switch to a diarist’s present tense in Chapter 4 what better way for this impossible adventure to end than in mid sentence on the slopes of the mountain? That said I and I’m sure most of Daumal’s readers would have loved to see beyond the foothills and when I first realised I’d see no further I was near inconsolable; on reaching the last line I turned to the first and began again Yet even a second reading has little clarified my impressions – ironic given Daumal’s own narrative is nothing if not clear And it’s this clarity – fearless given the esoteric nature of the topics it gazes upon – that paradoxically imparts to Mount Analogue its near endless seeming mysticalmysterious powerPoint 1 then Mount Analogue describes a spiritual uest but one which proceeds by scientific – or uasi scientific – deduction This science or uasi science abounding in paradox provides thrills and high entertainment thanks to its practitioner’s “methodological principal which consists of assuming the problem solved and deducing from this solution all the conseuences that flow logically from it” Thus is the absurdity of a mountain higher than Everest which has never appeared on any map explained by the curvature of space and light which render it invisible to all except those entering from the west at sunset And when the crew of the Impossible make that entry in a bravura use of white space Daumal simply starts a new chapter A long wait for the unknown dampens the force of surpriseTo me this is one of many small miracles in this a small miracle of a book which I first heard of 10 15 years ago which I sought – not urgently but steadily almost subconsciously – those several years and to which now that I’ve found it six Australian dollars on a dusty Sydney shelf I defer as to a literaryspiritual cornerstone the likes of Hesse’s Journey to the East Kafka’s The Castle or the best of Poe’s tales which in one sense – the literary – seem Daumal’s clear forerunners yet in another sense – the spiritual – seem hardly related at all Point 2 Daumal on the strength of these 70 tantalising frustrating unresolved pages is an idolThe different branches of the symbolic had been my favorite study for a long time – I naively believed that I understood something about the subject; further as a mountaineer I had a passionate love of the mountains The conseuence of these two very different kinds of interest in the same subject mountains had colored certain passages of my article with a definite lyricism Such conjunctions incongruous as they may seem play a large part in the genesis of what is called poetry I offer this remark as a suggestion to critics and aestheticians attempting to shed light on the depths of this mysterious languagePoint 3 Mount Analogue mysterious as it is by defining both its protagonist’s uest and its author’s contains the means to its own solution Or might have done if it were finished In any case it makes sense plainly and openly while attempting to plumb the deepest mysteries of life and of art If I’ve said little here if what I’ve said is confused it’s because my view of my own Mount Analogue obscures my view of others’ But that view – mine my own uest – is for now all important As Daumal’s narrator says when the members of his expedition consider postponing their ascent of the mountain in order to broaden their fields of knowledge in the town below there’s a time to nail “that nasty owl of intellectual cupidity” to the door Others Jimmy Eddie Nate have written here elouently of Daumal’s masterpiece My Overlook Press edition includes a 17 page introduction by a scholar Kathleen Ferrick Rosenblatt far knowledgeable than I am All I can add is it’s for real this Mount Analogue thing if a book is an engine for igniting sparks it’s incendiary Leave your owl at the door A kind of theoretical adventure story where the protagonists work with ingenious logic backwards from the supposition that the recurrent myth of the mountain to the heavens Olympus Sinai Babel must imply an actual such mountain and if such exists where and how could it exist so as to avoid detection until now? And then of course they go there With a great deal of totally fascinating discussion of everything within Daumal's reach philosophy psychology folklore physics all wrapped up in an exceedingly engaging tale The novel went tragically unfinished with Daumal's death in '44 but in some ways the tantalizingly incomplete narrative fits the material By definition the Symbolic Mountain must have its roots in the accessible terrestrial sphere while its peak lies far beyond earth and normal access or understanding And so then does this fascinating novel extend straight from the pages into my hands into sheer possibility into the infinite Here's someone I've been meaning to read of for years but all I succeed in doing is rereading again and again this book that the author never finished I don't uite agree that it's complete enough as it stands but its incompleteness does have the advantage of stimulating one's imagination of being like a temptation that is never satisfied but is ever alluring At least that's why I can rereread it The tone of the book is of a hybrid between spiritualistoccult tract and adventure tale and reminds me somewhat of some of H P Lovecraft's masterpieces like At the Mountains of Madness child's adventure tales with a mature cosmic purpose Lovecraft was obsessed with the littleness of humanity and its ultimate destruction by extremely ancient forces and intelligences from beyond but Daumal was much optimistic and humanistic and was interested in the individual's ability to actually glimpse heaven and continuously evolve into something In the book a team of seekers sets out to find Mount Analogue an actual mountain but also the literal meeting point of Heaven and Earth using some newly early 20th cent discovered scientific principles such as the curvature of light The adventurers do succeed in finding the mountain and there is a chapter or two on the structure of the mountain society itself but the book ends mid sentence soon after the adventurers begin their actual ascent of the mountain Very frustrating yes but it leaves one free to continue it in one's head my miniature Shambhala edition also has Daumal's notes for part of the unfinished novelIt's a simple book to read and is fairly short I read it yesterday in between fatherly duties and household chores and was satisfying and thought provoking enough that I felt little guilt mindlessly partying last night so just pick it up some time and read it and hopefully your edition will have a substantial biographical introduction like mine that will at least make you want to read of his works and find out about his realtively brief but fascinating and full life One wonders what René Daumal would have gotten up to if he'd lived beyond the youthful age of 36 It is impressive how much he had already achieved by that age both in the world of letters and broadly in the area of metaphysical inuiry This short allegorical novel neatly synthesizes the results of his exploratory experiences testing the bounds of reality and the meaning of human existence It remains unfinished literally ending mid sentence which seems appropriate as Roger Shattuck observes in his excellent introduction Shattuck's introduction best read afterwards as Shattuck rightly suggests is also essential reading for understanding the personal context of the novel and Daumal's trajectory from a small town kid experimenting with drugs in the very early days of Le Grand Jeu's collaboration to his later position as a rather imposing literary figure headuartered in Paris Overall an inspirational read I can see returning to in the future I am dead because I lack desireI lack desire because I think I possessI think I possess because I do not try to giveIn trying to give you see that you have nothing;Seeing that you have nothing you try to give of yourself;Trying to give of yourself you see that you are nothingSeeing that you are nothing you desire to become;In desiring to become you begin to live I was delighted to find a copy of this and another long sought after book in a secondhand store in Dunedin last week Slightly battered and time stained Daumal's slender little volume also at some point provided a home for bookworms literally They left pointillist patterns across the lower portion of each page; if I hold it up just right it's like starlightFor a metaphysical adventure that ends mid chapter mid sentence mid thought Mount Analogue failed entirely to set off my bullshit detectors It's been on my to read list for the better part of a decade long enough for that initial desire to settle into comfortable acceptance of whatever the book has to offer and perhaps this open mindedness is exactly what it seeks And you what do you seek? Or what Daumal sought when he turned from Le Grand Jeu and Sanskrit translations from dismissing the surrealists for not going far enough from essays and absurdities and experimentation to a work of fiction too bizarre to be true but too right to be ignored or overlooked less sincerity than undeniable veracity If after climbing up and down three steep gullies that end in a sheer wall visible only at the last minute your legs begin to tremble and your teeth to chatter head for the nearest ledge where you can rest securely Then rack your brain for all the oaths you have ever heard and hurl them at the mountain spit on it insult it as violently as you know how Take a swallow of water have a bite to eat and then start climbing again easily slowly as if you had a lifetime ahead of you in which to pull out of the bad spot That night before falling asleep when this comes back to you you'll see how much of an act you were putting on you weren't talking to the mountain at all nor was it the mountain you got the better of The mountain is nothing but rock and ice with neither ears nor heart But that little act may have saved your life It's about mountain climbing of course the eponymous peak serving as an abstract symbol for the very concrete — and metaphorical — mountains we climb every day even especially? those of us who either disdain mountain climbing or choose to admire its adherents from sea level sure footed and safe Roger Shattuck should be applauded for his exuisite translation which I think does justice to Daumal's searching humility and adventurously poetic spirit The different branches of symbol interpretation had for a long time been my favourite field of study; I naively believed I understood something about the subject Further I had an alpinist's passionate love of mountains The convergence of these two contrasting areas of interest on the same subject the mountain had given certain passages of my article a lyric tone Such conjunctions incongruous as they may appear play a large part in the genesis of what is commonly called poetry; I venture this remark as a suggestion to critics and aestheticians who seek to illuminate the depths of that mysterious language If this example of the narrator's cautious precision irritates you probably best to give Mount Analogue a miss — for now at least If it made you think a somewhat giddily of Christian Rosenkreutz well stop reading my words now and track down Daumal'sI loved the way the mountain's space curving mystery interacted with contemporary physics optics even in a slightly problematic way ideally viewed like the island in Lost through an affectionate haze; I loved the complex inventions that reuired so much work to make life easier; I loved the strange geometric cosmology the mythology of the hollow men and bitter rose the rhythmic repetitive climbing songs; I loved the alien familiarity of the mountain's rules its responsibilities When you strike off on your own leave some trace of your passing which will guide you coming back one stone set on another some grass flattened by a blow of your stick But if you come to an impasse or a dangerous spot remember that the trail you have left could lead people coming after you into trouble So go back along your trail and obliterate any traces you have left This applies to anyone who wishes to leave some mark of his passage in the world Even without wanting to you always leave a few traces Be ready to answer to your fellow men for the trail you leave behind you René Daumal you make me want to re learn French just to read everything you wrote during your too short life to catch glimpse after fleeting glimpse of the workings of your mind I am dead because I lack desire;I lack desire because I think I possess;I think I possess because I do no try to giveIn trying to give you see that you have nothing;Seeing you have nothing you try to give of yourself;Trying to give of yourself you see that you are nothing;Seeing you are nothing you desire to become;In desiring to become you begin to live This way too short and fatally incomplete last work of René Daumal is a weird amalgam of Swift Verne Melville Pynchon and Nietzsche I felt as if drugged while reading it and experienced a severely dislocating sense of déjà vu as these other authors' works rose up and entered my mindCertainly it was nice to find an extremely rare mention in fiction Pynchon uses it too of Einstein's theory of General Relativity specifically the curvature of light by an enormous mass the hallucinatory Mt Analogue itself in this instance I'll refer you to other reviewers if you want some insight into the metaphysics of this book such as they are Yes I picked the wrong book to complete the 2015 reading challenge but at least it took only an hour to read What a fascinating charming little book And so short just 119 pps This is a bargain A glimpse into French surrealist thoughtdig this phrase 'symbolically authentic'Think of it this way if you enjoyed 'The Little Prince' by Saint Exupery you will savor this book as well It's the same sort of whimsical yet philosophical admixture A lot of gentle fun is poked at the over rationalism of the modern world and all sorts of stodgy 'grown up' thinking Those French have an under rated sense of humor I suppose when you lose two World Wars the Franco Prussian War as well when your nation is eternally invaded by bigger and stronger neighbors when your own world empire was last seen on Earth circa 1845 you develop a knack for the absurd? Just speculatingBy the way the story delivers on it's premise there is no bait'n'switch A fantastic imaginary landscape is described; a group of explorers speculate on how they might reach it one day they train for it and they eventually succeed This is what makes the work than just a coy parlour game Mount Analogue exists; it isn't just something the characters ruminate on in their parlors They actually visit it in person Thus any devotee of fantasy literature would do well to investigate this little taleUnfortnately it's an unfinished novel; the author was forced to halt in mid sentence by a visitor arriving at his door similar to what happened to Coleridge By way of recompense there are copious endnotes provided by the author's wife