Friday, 5 February 2010

Kazimierz Dabrowski

He wrote a poem. This psychologist and psychiatrist could easily be a saint to any of us somewhat troubled types. For once, someone completely on our side.

Be greeted psychoneurotics!

For you see sensitivity in the insensitivity of the world,
uncertainty among the world's certainties.

For you often feel others as you feel yourselves.

For you feel the anxiety of the world, and
its bottomless narrowness and self-assurance.

For your phobia of washing your hands from the dirt of the world,
for your fear of being locked in the world's limitations.
for your fear of the absurdity of existence.

For your subtlety in not telling others what you see in them.

For your awkwardness in dealing with practical things, and
for your practicalness in dealing with unknown things,
for your transcendental realism and lack of everyday realism,
for your exclusiveness and fear of losing close friends,
for your creativity and ecstasy,
for your maladjustment to that "which is" and adjustment to that which "ought to be",
for your great but unutilized abilities.

For the belated appreciation of the real value of your greatness
which never allows the appreciation of the greatness
of those who will come after you.

For your being treated instead of treating others,
for your heavenly power being forever pushed down by brutal force;
for that which is prescient, unsaid, infinite in you.

For the loneliness and strangeness of your ways.

Be greeted!

An interesting character - Polish Resistance, imprisoned by the Nazis and then the Soviets, and spent decades researching personal creativity and self-development in Poland during the Cold War. Hardly surprising he didn't make it big. (Biography here.) (Wiki here.)

As far as I can tell at the moment, his ideas remind me of Neitzsche, once one learns to read Neitzsche between the lines (I did all that decades ago, so easy for me). We can transcend the moronic 'givens' of society - because when we start to think (assuming we're lucky enough) and question the norms we've been forcefed, it makes us ill, and from that illness (if we're lucky) we can grow and subsequently forge our own ethics, morality and self according to our ideals of how we want the world to be, and how we want ourselves to be.

It's a lot more hopeful a model than "You're ill. Forever. Take your medicine and shut up."

Take care all, I hope some of you enjoy this. It was like a little sunbeam shining into my life yesterday when I found this. Took me back to the days when I believed in this sort of stuff, before trying to become responsible according to society.


1 comment:

Differently Sane said...

It'll never catch on though, too many "normal" people, who won't allow it...

Ah well, nice to feel a little "mad pride" once in a while, before society crushes back out of you again.

Yes I'm cheery today. Very cheery. And in no way cynical about the world in which I find myself...

Take care,