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“These poor creatures have no idea how blighted and ghostly this so called ‘sanity’ of theirs sounds when the glowing life of a Dionysian reveler thunders past them.” ~Nietzsche
In a world overwhelmed with rigid bureaucracy, dogmatic reasoning, overreaching law and order, and brittle constructs of power, we need a force of nature that can bring about a harmonic balance. Lest we destroy ourselves and the world we live in, we must be able to puncture a hole in the ego of the Apollonian ideal. And the only force powerful enough to do that is more of a reciprocal than an opposite: the Dionysian dynamic.
As Nietzsche said, “Extreme positions are not succeeded by moderate ones, but by contrary extreme positions.”
The Apollonian archetype stands for order, logic, sobriety, and reason. The Dionysian archetype stands for chaos, madness, drunkenness, and imagination. We need both. Too much of one without the other is a disaster.
Too much comfort, safety, and security handicaps creativity, expansion, and potential. Healthy expansion requires a little discomfort and insecurity. It requires a leap of courage into the unknown. It requires risk.
Although some things must be moderated more than others, extremism in anything is the bane of health. Even too much of a good thing can be unhealthy. We can breathe too much oxygen. We can drink too much water. We can even become too comfortable. There’s nothing wrong with comfort. But there is something wrong with too much comfort. Especially if we’ve grown comfortable living in a profoundly sick society.
The golden idol of Apollo:
“A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.” ~Rabindranath Tagore
As it stands, we are drowning in the Apollonian ideal. We are floundering and lost in rigid constructs of being. We are banging our heads against the slick and shiny steel walls of an unyielding maze. We are grinding our teeth at the daily grind. We are clinching our fists at being forced to be mere cogs in an unsustainable clockwork. We are too busy self-preserving and not busy enough co-creating new and healthier ways of being human in the world.
Meanwhile, culture tightens its grip. Its politics become hyper-partisan, thin-skinned, and entrenched. Its religions become radicalized, violent, and overreaching. Culture begins to eat itself. The people crushed between its jaws are bewildered and lost in aggrandized infrastructure and over the top bureaucracy. They become rigid, inflexible, fearful, and resort to self-preservation over self-improvement. They give in. They go numb. They succumb.
They’ve been overwhelmed by the Apollonian ideal.
There’s simply too much shiny order. Too much heavy logic. Too much flashy information and stopgap idolatry. Too much self-righteous sobriety. Too much reason that has forsaken imagination. It’s all a juggernaut of hyper-prudence, a dream state of illusions. It’s all a mighty Goliath and we’ve forgotten how to be David. The sun is so bright it’s blinding, and it has blinded us into a blind faith in the manmade order of things which has forsaken the true order of things.
The rise of Dionysus:
“As anywhere else in the world, the unwritten law defeated the written one.” ~Herman Hesse
Dionysian divergence is a primal awakening. It’s a sacred alignment with the Shadow aspect, which is projected like a blacklight into the too shiny world. It’s a drunken frenzy unleashed on a sober and stuck society. It’s a fierceness inflicted on a meek and mild goody-two-shoes culture. It’s a lion waking up from a nap surrounded by a herd of sheep pretending to be asleep.
Dionysian divergence is the dethroning of reason by imagination. Reason is important. But it will never be more important than imagination. For reason, like the Apollonian, has the tendency to fall in upon itself. Given too much rope, reason will hang itself by the hard-headedness and hard-heartedness of its own unwavering ideal. Reason will drown in its own reasoning. That is, unless imagination can gain the upper hand and pull it out of deep water.
Under the blinding sun of the Apollonian ideal, the Dionysian dynamic is a much-needed eclipse. It’s a beacon of darkness that gives us creative hope despite artless faith. It’s a primal upheaval, an animal frenzy of passion, frivolity, and lightheartedness in the face of over-domestication, apathy, and hardheartedness. It’s the liberation of instinct and insight. It’s the transformation of boundaries into horizons.
Dionysian divergence dances through the mannequin culture. It thunders past the status quo junkies. It flies high and above the steel walls of the Apollonian maze. It sees how Goliath has become an idol, a golden cow, a parasitic icon which has blinded the people of the world from the knowledge of their own courage.
Foremost, the Dionysian dynamic is a courage-enforcer, a mettle sharpener, a lion-awakener. Far too long has the culture lived a fear-based lifestyle under the steely gaze of the Apollonian Goliath. It’s time to cultivate a courage-based lifestyle. It’s time to plant seeds of honor. It’s time to balance the scales by poking holes in the overflowing cup of certainty, by melting down the golden pedestals of idolatry, by burning down our uppity high horses, by upsetting outdated apple carts, and by continuously un-washing the brainwash.