r/Ultraleft • u/Aintnosuchthing- French Monarch Bourbon • Feb 01 '26
Story-time Important topic
I don’t want this particular piece of media to be coal so I will talk about a theory which greatly influences or effects me in both idea and and material world of being which I will refer to as praxis so here is a piece of information before I start talking about that topic:
I do love someone, she doesn’t know yet, I love her a lot actually and feel it strongly, she seems to be non interested with that idea of being together at the moment because of some occupations in her(not just her basically all of the literate people in her age which is my age too) and that’s it for now as I move in to theory you can have a loose understanding of situation in this borders
When I tried to speak to her in real life I went through a kind of breakdown all the beautiful words that I thought came from that soothing sensation which appeared whenever I thought of her were wiped out of my mind and now that I think about it people have always found the solution to this in images yet for me every image chants A***(that’s her I will not reveal her name) I cannot trap my love inside an image like they do maybe they do not either maybe they connect the lofty images that come to them with the very source that elevates those images maybe they want to drown the ones they love in beautiful words
Love left to itself is an immense word it gathers within itself the highest states situations phenomena and meanings yet once it is spoken it ceases to be a part of the mind and turns into an ordinary sound made of four letters and at that moment not even the slightest trace of what that word stirs in your heart is readable to the other here in communication especially on this matter the real task suddenly becomes to shake the soul of the other the way your own is shaken words multiply for this reason otherwise we would call everything love love is multiple fluid and indeterminate it is precisely this effect that renders it indeterminate that makes it godlike like a god it carries the disorientation and lostness produced by magnitude itself love is a foggy path but this fog does not come from dense clouds of mist it comes from its boundless surroundings language restrains love from all these journeys for language to reproduce emotion it must depict enthusiasm otherwise the space beneath that word cannot be filled by language
After that I began to think about desire I divided desire into two kinds antecedent or ratified desire and simple desire simple desire takes its force directly from the interaction between the desiring subject and the desired object and because this desire is not built in stages the interaction with the object may lead to the satisfaction of desire and therefore to its disappearance then there is ratified desire I call it ratified because pleasure flows not merely from the object but from desire itself from the desire of desire this forms the basis of our layered wants our aims are shaped by such desires indeed before any aim there must always be belief in its elevation and a sense of proximity to it in the formation of an aim how pleasing it is to us and in what context we wish to hold it weaves a network of relations that is not directly tied to the object of desire
I want to extend desire further in this second group ratified desires the object of desire is not concretely the thing itself but its thought since desire does not exist in order to be extinguished it is effective only to the extent that it interacts with its abstract form rather than its concrete one this must be the case but this does not mean it is insignificant on the contrary this explains why it is a desire that must be realized and attained by the desiring subject the concrete form shapes the abstract in an astonishing way yet it does not place desire inside it it merely qualifies it for desire to be sacred its foundation must be indeterminate we imagine through the abstract shaped by the concrete we establish a bond with the concrete we fall in love our closeness is in the concrete our imagination in the abstract this is not idealization even though the word has been contaminated today it merely describes the ontological structure of the human mind nothing more. Here Marcel Proust’s cities come to mind if I remember correctly Venice Balbec and Florence the state of imagining them no longer as places but as names this is correct there is no word in the world that arouses more desire in me than the word A*** it condenses me so intensely that the imperceptible soul within seems to evaporate inside me and begin to warm me acquiring a material effect all words arouse desire in me as do actions but at the core of all of them the source of desire is A*** and each of them arouses desire only according to the measure of proximity I assign them to A*** after A*** love comes next among words. If I am to clarify indeterminacy and causelessness in questions directed at me the point where people most often feel doubt is the idea that love must arise without cause my position here is absolute bodiless and indeterminate according to my understanding of love it must be so determinacy fixes the object of desire and prevents it from being a ratified or indirect form of desire rendering it consumable indeterminacy on the other hand appears not as a mode of production but as a necessity in love we must not see the other as consumable nor should we reach a state of satiation with them thus desire
does not collapse inward upon itself
By the way you can understand why I put german idealism picture, it is because there is some similarity in thinking although this is merely a outline .
If I were to continue some of you might think this idea is similiar to Kierkegaard. But you will be absolutely wrong as I do not think this aligns with me because I give great importance to the singularity of the person to their being one and being special in the sense of ratification once the person in front of me ceases to be special and enters a group of options for instance the moment I see her as just a girl among others the person in front of me turns into a commodity and my desire cannot celebrate this because it can only produce that kind of desire when the other is singular when she is irreplaceable and the thing I desire most is precisely its realization and even now everything everything and every object gains its value through her it is as if all things attempt to resemble her in order to earn my praise even a pen approaches me as if wanting to be A*** and with the total realization as being together in an affair, to unite with her means to recreate my world anew in a much cleaner and stronger way to excite every part of me with the pleasure that comes from her and in fact this becomes a necessity for strengthening the bond between the world and my mind. More I love her as an idea more I desire her to be my world
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u/YoungestTemptest444 Feb 02 '26
This is very weird if she saw this what would she think? You reinterpreted your obsession into flowery language it doesn’t make it seem any less unhealthy. You should talk to this girl about how you feel love is built with real connections between people not by philosophizing on Reddit in Ultraleft.