Excellent and I look forward to reading this when I finish Eumeswil. Perhaps I should have read this first.
It would be a worthwhile project to write a work comparing and evaluating the great right-wing rejectors of modernity of the last century. One could tie in the more mainstream sort like C.S. Lewis and Tolkein with the more radical like Evola and Guenon, bring in Christian traditionalists like Seraphim Rose, Belloc, and Chesterton, and of course Junger. There are many others, of course, but this would be a start. Authors have done this in fits and starts, but generally in a limited (Thinkers Against Modernity) or dismissive way (The Shipwrecked Mind).
I'm not sure if he ever spoke on the metaphysics of it; that would be a longer project to work out. What he does do is offer different visions of what love looks like. You have it here in the Glass Bees which I discuss. You have a broken and incomplete form of it in Eumeswil, and you have a third romance (with some incredible prose attached) in On the Marble Cliffs.
Excellent and I look forward to reading this when I finish Eumeswil. Perhaps I should have read this first.
It would be a worthwhile project to write a work comparing and evaluating the great right-wing rejectors of modernity of the last century. One could tie in the more mainstream sort like C.S. Lewis and Tolkein with the more radical like Evola and Guenon, bring in Christian traditionalists like Seraphim Rose, Belloc, and Chesterton, and of course Junger. There are many others, of course, but this would be a start. Authors have done this in fits and starts, but generally in a limited (Thinkers Against Modernity) or dismissive way (The Shipwrecked Mind).
That's a topic fit for a whole book!
Ah! Thanks for this. Can't wait to dig in after I finish my own work.
I'm also going to try and listen to Evola's thoughts on tantra next. I assume that it has to do with polarity and the Hermetic doctrine.
Did Junger ever talk about the metaphysics of romantic love? Possibly an essay for another day?
I'm not sure if he ever spoke on the metaphysics of it; that would be a longer project to work out. What he does do is offer different visions of what love looks like. You have it here in the Glass Bees which I discuss. You have a broken and incomplete form of it in Eumeswil, and you have a third romance (with some incredible prose attached) in On the Marble Cliffs.