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Powers of Horror; An Essay on Abjection

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APPROACHING ABJECTION 19<br />

There are sec<strong>on</strong>ds—they come five or six at a time—when you sud-<br />

denly feel the presence <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> eternal harm<strong>on</strong>y in all its fullness. It is<br />

nothing earthly. I d<strong>on</strong>'t mean that it is heavenly, but a man in his<br />

earthly semblance can't endure it. He has to undergo a physical change<br />

or die. This feeling is clear and unmistakable. It is as though you<br />

suddenly apprehended all nature and suddenly said: "Yes, it is true—<br />

it is good." [. . .] What is so terrifying about it is that it is so terribly<br />

clear and such gladness. If it went <strong>on</strong> for more than five sec<strong>on</strong>ds, the<br />

soul could not endure it and must perish. In those five sec<strong>on</strong>ds I live<br />

through a lifetime, and I am ready to give my life for them, for it's<br />

worth it. To be able to endure it for ten sec<strong>on</strong>ds, you would have to<br />

undergo a physical change. I think man ought to stop begetting chil-<br />

dren. What do you want children for, what do you want mental<br />

development, if your goal has been attained? It is said in the gospel<br />

that in the resurrecti<strong>on</strong> they neither marry nor are given in marriage,<br />

but are the angels <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> God in heaven. It's a hint. Is your wife giving<br />

birth to a baby? 3<br />

Verkhovensky is abject because <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> his clammy, cunning ap-<br />

peal to ideals that no l<strong>on</strong>ger exist, from the moment when<br />

Prohibiti<strong>on</strong> (call it God) is lacking. Stavrogin is perhaps less so,<br />

for his immoralism admits <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> laughter and refusal, something<br />

artistic, a cynical and gratuitous expenditure that obviously<br />

becomes capitalized for the benefit <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> private narcissism but<br />

does not serve an arbitrary, exterminating power. It is possible<br />

to be cynical without being irremediably abject; abjecti<strong>on</strong>, <strong>on</strong><br />

the other hand, is always brought about by that which attempts<br />

to get al<strong>on</strong>g with trampled-down law.<br />

He's got everything perfect in his note-book, Verkhovensky went <strong>on</strong>.<br />

Spying. Every member <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> the society spies <strong>on</strong> the others, and he is<br />

obliged to inform against them. Every<strong>on</strong>e bel<strong>on</strong>gs to all the others,<br />

and all bel<strong>on</strong>g to every<strong>on</strong>e. All are slaves and equals in slavery. In<br />

extreme cases slander and murder, but, above all, equality. To begin<br />

with, the level <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> educati<strong>on</strong>, science, and accomplishment is lowered.<br />

A high level <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> scientific thought and accomplishment is open <strong>on</strong>ly<br />

to men <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> the highest abilities! Men <str<strong>on</strong>g>of</str<strong>on</strong>g> the highest ability have always<br />

seized the power and become autocrats. Such men cannot help being<br />

autocrats, and they've always d<strong>on</strong>e more harm than good; they are<br />

either banished or executed. A Cicero will have his t<strong>on</strong>gue cut out,<br />

Copernicus will have his eyes gouged out, a Shakespeare will be

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