Sisyphus in Love
Sisyphus in Love
Sisyphus in Love
IN LOVE
JULIAN DE MEDEIROS
EDITED BY JENALINE PYLE
© Jenaline&Julian
Written by Julian de Medeiros, edited by Jenaline Pyle
www.patreon.com/jenalineandjulian
This book seeks not only to ask what love is, but also to
unlock insights into the work of Žižek, Hegel, and Lacan. It
builds upon ideas developed in previous books, so some ideas
may be familiar or new iterations of previously-covered
ground. It is my intention and hope that by taking love
seriously, we can better understand our own love and pursue
the wisdom of love, inasmuch as philosophy can be
considered the love of wisdom.
CHAPTER 1
LOVE AS DISASTER
“Love is a disaster”
-Slavoj Žižek
Love may be blind but lovers are not. In this sense, love may
render you blind, you fall into love, and yet when you're a
lover, when you're in a relationship, you know precisely who
the other person is, perhaps even better than they know
themselves. The process of being in love as opposed to the
process of falling in love is a process of de-sublimation in
philosophical terms. If the sublime for Lacan is how the
object is elevated to the level of the thing, then we see how in
love, the stranger who becomes a lover is mirrored by de-
sublimation, the process by which the person who was your
ideal now becomes your object. (I should clarify that I mean
object in the philosophical sense, not that you should treat
someone like a tool or an inanimate thing.)
For Žižek, love without the fall isn't just a critique of modern
romance, but a critique of how our society promotes
romanticism in a superficial sense, building into a bigger
critique about the nature of love and its relationship to
ideology. Žižek makes a slightly provocative argument, he
says that our society has become more promiscuous and yet
at the exact point that we've become more promiscuous,
more ready to be sexually engaged with other people, it's at
that exact point that we've become more afraid of love. This
is a particularly telling paradox, that the more liberated we
are when it comes to sexual expression, the more repressed
we are when it comes to romantic expression.
Importantly, he's not saying that sex is not romantic, it's not a
binary where love is idealized as being sexless, this would be
perverse. This is like what the Catholic Church does by
penalizing sexuality by essentially arguing that “real love” is
only in service to procreation, that's actually rendering love
into an animalistic act (or the biological insistence that
animal reproduction is only about procreation). What the
Catholic Church fears is the metaphysical element of sex itself
(whether sexual relationships or sexual identity). This is
another way of saying that when you have sex, you don't
need the church. Suddenly, you have access to the sublime, to
the metaphysical, that you are in touch with God. This is also
why sex can be an addiction, it's like the ultimate act of self-
negation and this lies at the heart of most addiction. This
isn’t just a vulgar moralization of the idea of addiction as an
inability to say no. Rather, addiction is about saying what I
crave the most is a temporary moment of not being and
within that not-being, to find the bliss of my own existence,
but we’ll get to that with the idea of the Freudian death
drive.
Žižek takes this argument about the truth event and applies it
to Christianity. He argues that the idea of Christ is someone
who appears to come from the outside, as the Son of God is
precisely the one who unlocks the truth of humanity, that the
core of the Christian faith is now within the community of
the faithful themselves. This is a twist on Hegel’s idea that
love is a metaphor for philosophy itself. Hegel doesn't mean
that if only we loved everybody the world would be a better
place or something like this. Instead, Hegel means that the
process of love (negation of negation) is actually a metaphor
for the entirety of philosophy and the unfolding of what he
calls human spirit itself. For Hegel, Christ's death on the cross
isn’t the death of Christ, but rather the death of the God of
the beyond. It's another way of saying that in the crucifixion
we don't have the death of Christ, we have the death of the
idea of a transcendental deity. Until the crucifixion, we are
stuck within this relatively binary Platonic metaphysical
structure by which there is the God of power up in the sky
and the world of mortal, finite beings. The whole goal of
religion in this dynamic is to ascend to the heavens, to
achieve that state of being by which you have transcended
earth. But with Christianity, when God sends Christ to earth,
he de-sublimates himself on behalf of people. This is why the
crucial moment is when Christ asks “Father, why have you
forsaken me?” For a brief moment, God stops believing in
Himself. It is the moment in which God de-sublimates on
behalf of the other, the other of the human community on
earth.
But for Hegel this isn’t enough. It’s actually his criticism of
Kant, in a very ironic way, he says that Kant is the ultimate
disruptor of the metaphysical divide. Hegel says that he can't
develop the fondness for things in themselves because Kant,
who had unlocked something so important he didn't even
realize it, was still in love with the idea of the ideal or the
divine. Kant was so committed to the idea that you could
transcend the world of appearance and achieve the world of
essence. Hegel simply makes the much more obvious but also
necessary radical conclusion, which is to respond to Kant’s
idea (that essence isn't beyond the world of appearance, that
essence is not trapped within objects) to ask if essence
emerges only in the fall. In other words, what if the de-
sublimation into the world of appearance is exactly how
essence is made manifest. Now we're back at the Hegelian
argument, I propose, on the crucifixion. What dies is not the
body of Christ, but rather the idea of the transcendental deity,
akin to Kant’s conceptualization. What dies is not the body of
things, objects in the world, what dies is precisely the idea of
objects of the beyond. To Hegel, this is where Kant can’t see
the implications of his own argument. What Kant perceives as
a barrier, namely reason (reason being the paradoxical
barrier to the unlocking of transcendental truth) is in fact a
door. Essence emerges only in the fall into appearance itself.
This is the central lesson of Hegelian speculative idealism, the
transition from transcendental, Kantian idealism (which is
about ascending into the ideal) towards Hegelian speculative
idealism (which is about the fall the fall into the ideal)
This brings us back to the relationship between the ideal and
love. In a sense, the fall into love is a metaphor for Žižek
about this Kantian turn, from transcendental idealism to
speculative idealism. What makes this so distinctively Žižek's
own is that he's using something universal and relatable
about the human experience, namely falling in love, and he's
relating it to a metaphysical proposition, which is that
essence doesn't lie beyond appearance, essence lies only
within appearance itself. In the same manner that when you
fall in love you fall into the other and thereby unlock your
own truth. To return to Badiou, we have a metaphysical
proposition. If love is a truth process, then this means not
only that through something seemingly external you have
unlocked the truth about you, it also means that the truth
doesn't exist outside, the truth isn’t an external truth. Rather,
the truth emerges precisely when the external unlocks the
internal. It’s a metaphysical proposition that Badiou is
making that is very similar to Žižek but there are some key
differences between them, namely that Žižek is a Lacanian
but Badiou isn’t. This means that for Žižek, this inner split
(loving the lack in the other as if it were your own) comes
from within. For Badiou this inner split is external, it comes
from without, it is a so-called ‘Truth-Event’. But we can talk
more about Badiou in the following chapter.
CHAPTER 2
LOVE AS TRUTH-EVENT
Žižek argues that love is not just like plucking petals off a
flower and asking whether or not she loves me, it’s not a
narcissistic attachment. Instead it's almost the exact other
way around, it's saying, “I was fine and suddenly I had this
flash, this encounter and my life was no longer the same.”
Plato says that love is like a song that somebody else sings
which only you can hear, and I find this very comforting. For
Plato, if you are in a situation of unrequited love (in which
you love someone but they don't love you back) then it
simply means that they weren't ready for your song. This idea
that we exude a kind of core within our being — call it a
song, call it essence, call it the common spiritual connection
that all human beings share, call it pheromones — that we
send these signals out to the world and that they can be
reciprocated. I find that quite beautiful but at the same time,
like anything beautiful, there's a dangerous core underneath
the idea that the signal that you're sending might also be a
lure, that you are drawing someone into the trap of love.
So falling in love entails risk but also this kind of wound, you
can't simply go on as you were before, pretending like you're
not in love, like you haven't had this encounter that triggers
love in you. In a sense, love demands a subjective act of will
of you, stepping into this breach and saying “I want to know
what the world is like with you, I want to see the world
through your eyes.”
That's what love does, love brackets off your experience into
this new chapter of your life in which you see and experience
everything differently. If you've gone through the painful
process of living and losing love, it means you're going
through the painful process of having to become someone
new, that you have multiple other selves that are buried
within you that can be recalled and that's precisely the
process of melancholy. Melancholy isn't just holding on to
your own pain, it's realizing that within you there are
elements and nuggets of pain that have been buried that can
come out and be triggered. This is because when you're in
love, not only do you change but everything around you
changes, everything becomes imbued with a new weight, a
new meaning, and new importance. This shift in perspective
doesn’t just come from romantic love, think of the contingent
aspects of friendship, shared interests, hobbies, even a line
from a movie the makes you laugh, how it becomes an in-
joke. After all, what else is a relationship if not a cosmic in-
joke that you share with the other person, a kind of intimacy
and understanding that only makes sense between the two of
you, a kind of code, a shared language that allows you to
communicate as if you were one soul. Naturally, this is what
makes a breakup so painful, the rupturing of that unity and
trying to constitute a new identity beyond that convergence
you had, the moment of blissful dualism.
Similarly, there is a very particular paradox entailed in falling
in love, it is something which requires subjective courage. As
Miyazaki said, it's an encounter with another self and another
possible version of yourself. Yet to undergo this
transformation and risk the possibility of being refused, the
possibility of landing in a situation of unrequited love is itself
a very dangerous thing to do. In a sense, you’re messing with
the most precious thing to you, your subjective experience of
the world. Love requires courage, which is another way of
saying that love requires trust because trust is nothing other
than courage rendered absolute. In other words, the process
of saying “I trust you.” This is the key transition point from
the encounter to love, like the first step Jasmine takes onto
Aladdin’s magic carpet, it's precisely risking tones own
vulnerability that demands courage. Paradoxically we find
our strongest subjective self precisely in the experience of
allowing ourselves to fall into the arms of somebody else, to
say, “I believe that I can become my fullest, true self by falling
together with you.’'
And this is also how one should interpret the true impact of
the Lacanian notion that one cannot ever truly be alone with
one’s lover. One always is also in the presence of fantasy.
Again, this is one of the pitfalls of the idea of authenticity.
Strictly speaking, if we reduce sexual activity to sheer
biological determinism there is nothing authentic or romantic
about it. The ‘true’ authentic core of the sexual encounter
emerges precisely when one shares the same fundamental
coordinates of fantasy. This is also how one can make the
leap back to the Lacanian/Hegelian link that Žižek makes
between the argument that the ultimate fantasy is that one
could act authentically beyond fantasy; or what Lacan calls
‘the fundamental fantasy’. As Hegel already argues, ‘Paradise’
exists only in the subjective consciousness of the fallen
subject. Žižek’s innovation is then simply to take this
Lacanian insight and link it back to a metaphysical
proposition about Plato’s allegory of the cave. What if the
ultimate fantasy is thereby that one could exist the cave? For
Žižek, we always remain stuck within ideology, which is
therefore simply the politicization of the Lacanian theory of
fantasy. Once one realizes that Žižek appropriates
psychoanalytic terminology into the critique of ideology, his
arguments become easier to interpret in their proper context.
Here, we're back at the Lacanian idea that you can't access
reality except through fantasy, in the same manner that you
can't access life except through a kind of living death. This
constant dialectical movement is two sides of the same coin
unraveling, this is essence itself and what it means to be
alive. Hence, why when Žižek makes the argument that you
can't have love without the fall, he's not just saying that we're
commodifying human experience, he's not just saying that
we're an increasingly individualized society in which we fear
the fall, in which we don't want to risk everything on behalf
of love. He's also making a metaphysical argument and a
Lacanian argument about the idea that the truth doesn't lie
beyond the veil, truth lies within the veil itself.
Lacan has a joke (but also a serious argument) about the so-
called Cartesian Subject, where he takes Descarte’s well-
known maxim: “I think therefore I am” and turns it into, “I
think where I am not and I am not where I think.” Similar to
the Christian dialectic of absence and presence (God is
present in his absence), we have here a radical dislocating of
the transcendental proposition. The subject cannot know
himself, but only learn to love his symptom. A symptom
which is connect to the reputation compulsion, to the so-
called ‘death-drive’. And one should here see the death-drive
at work also in love.
Hence why the key moment in the opera, when the poison
chalice is replaced with a love-potion, is strictly speaking one
and the same. Tristan dies twice. First by falling in love, then
by physically succumbing to his wounds. This ‘LoveDeath’ in
characteristically Wagnerian fashion is therefore both
resurrection and damnation.
Becht’s line about the third thing comes from his poem The
Mother. The question for Brecht is how love is sustained over
time, which is not easy. Brecht argues that love requires a
‘third thing’ or ‘Die dritte Sache’. His insight is that love or
passion or instinct are not enough, that love has to be
cultivated by a third thing. For Brecht, the only way to
sustain love is to find the third thing, which is different in
every relationship. For some it is creating a home or a shared
project or business or children or creative partnership. Brecht
isn’t making a cynical judgement about love, he’s not saying
that love isn’t real and you have to find something real to
pretend that love is real. He’s also not saying that the third
thing is a replacement of love, he's not saying people who
have children no longer love each other but they stay
together for the child. Instead Brecht is making a much more
metaphysical argument, specifically a dialectical argument
that love functions as an indivisible remainder, something
which cannot be proven or materialized. Think of the
Shakespeare sonnet in which he writes that he is so in love
that he couldn’t possible put it into words. This is the
indivisible, sublime, element of love. That it’s content is
always overdetermined by its impossibility. As we saw before,
this is why Lacan deemed the question “Do you love me” to
be the most dangerous question. Even if one could find an
answer, would this prove anything?
Now, more than ever, true love remains the aim of the
committed revolutionary. In order fight for love, one must
therefore begin by examining how universalized love always
stages a pseudo-revolution, a revolution in name only. One
that seemingly presents change only so as to keep everything
the same.