Hawk Vision
Compulsive desire
makes us as cool as THE HAWK at picking out targets to swoop for. It rules us from its hiding place in our unconscious. In the “hawk vision” that it installs, everything and everyone assumes the look of an object. What gets spoiled is the immersive knowing-by-experiencing that we all start out with as young children, by which we can read between the lines and join up the dots, and not get so drowned in detail that we lose the plot.
Once they’ve subdued our heart, “stress forces”
sell us their
take on truth. For the likes of fear
and compulsive desire
, meaning translates only through the conceptual, calculating attitude of the disconnected head - and through an obsessive dissecting of classifications and “objects”. Now, we’re distanced from experience, imagination and depth, and confined to making just literal
sense, of the kind that robots are fed. In this state, we can struggle to make new connections or see with any breadth.
Stress can train us into assuming its cold, hawk-like way of labelling “objects”, that are...
- split
into “desirable” and “good” versus “bad” and “dangerous”; and
- splintered
into shades of greater or lesser “goodness” and “worth”.
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Our compulsive desire
-guided “hawk eyes” can make us so ravenous we scour the landscape for morsels to devour. Now, our life seems ordinary next to the “dream” of having funds we can never exhaust, and bucketfuls of status “objects” to flaunt.