Fomóraig

In the first entry, I talked about what I am striving to do....not much unlike other humans' struggles to become an other. Nietzsche spoke of the Overman rising above humanity. Marx spoke of the proletariat rising up to dismantle the Capitalist system. These examples, and so many more, illustrate the need to identify ourselves in opposition, even in contradiction, to what we see. The 2 year old learns that she is not her mother and has desires independent of her mother's rearing. I could list a million examples, but the core concept is that we tend to define ourselves by identifying an opposition.

Another important aspect in my search for identity is returning to the ethos of Greek and Irish mythology. The Greeks, the mother of philosophy, grappled with the nature of things through the mythology and reverence of teaching and dialogue--a dialectic dialogue to be sure. The Irish similarly struggled with the nature of things in their world. To this day in Ireland, the world of the spiritual and physical exist side by side. Further, I daresay, The strength of the Irish soul lies in the persistent pursuit of the divine among the quotidian. To find inspiration and elicit the pathos of these grand cultures, I turn to them to find my light and my darkness, my opposition. For me, my opposition is the Fomóraig (Formorians). The Formorians are the semi divine race that lived in Ireland before people and other gods came to the jeweled Isle. Being a race of demiurges, they wrought havoc to those that came to the land in peace.

I see Formorians as the opposition and contradiction to the light and learning embodied in the pure form of the tetrakyt, and due dilligence through daedalian work. Rest assured, I will return to these basic memes in the emotions and thoughts I encounter.

To you, dear reader: What symbols do you use to fight away the oblivion of chaos?