The Little Review, September 1915 (Vol. 2, No. 6)Various
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The Little Review, September 1915 (Vol. 2, No. 6)
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But, for all that, there is the state still; and although we may not say
with Hegel, the special hero of state omnipotence, that all that is real
is rational, yet never is anything that really is, entirely irrational.
The state is still the soil on which we stand and which we till, that it
may be able to receive the seed of the spirit—the state is an
evolutionary stage of human culture. It is a vessel for the reception of
the life of the human spirit. It is one of the conditions of life
through which present man must make his way of necessity, if he is to
fulfil his highest destiny. Therefore it is also folly and superstition,
an idolatry of one’s own ego, and of one’s own personality, if a man
thinks he can unfold the wealth of the human by turning aside from the
state. Where the life interests of man solidify to political tendencies,
there remains something for the solitary man to see and to learn, to do
and to achieve; and it is a subtle and dangerous temptation when a man
in his solitude proposes to find his satisfaction in the enjoyment of
his books and in the world of his own thoughts and feelings without
concern for the weal or woe of the political body of which he is a
member. Politics is raw to refined natures. But so is all the material
with which man labors, and out of which he fashions what is fine. Let
creative spirits make out of the state a human society in which all
human greatness can grow.
The idolatry of the state is, like any idolatry, a poison in popular
life. But the antidote which anarchism administers to the present
generation, sick of the state, namely, dominion on the part of the ego,
the _cultus_ of the _Ichmensch_, does not make the matter better, but
perhaps only worse. The personality of man is indeed his _summum bonum_,
his soul and life; but only the whole, free, full personality, which
feels the pulsations of the common life of humanity, of the world—only
the man to whom, as old Terence said, nothing human is foreign, because
he is in a position to read in all the human the language and revelation
of the eternal. This man is a political being, but not a political being
alone. He has his own soul which he affirms against any claim of
politics and preserves from injury. He lives in the state, but also
above the state. He knows well-springs of being without which the state
would be a desert and dry ground. He is a religious personality who
falls down and supplicates no majesty, because he knows God whom alone
we ought to worship and serve!
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