
Freedom is not an abstract noun to be tossed about in the semantic trash can by dusty academics looking for an intellectual fix. It is a birth; a verb. Like the air we breathe, freedom is free to us all, with one condition, that we are free enough to unconditionally embrace it.
… freedom is not a commodity. This particular ‘real thing’ cannot neither be bought nor sold. Equally, it is not, as bearded bar stool revolutionaries are keen to tell us, ‘in the air’. Free is of the air, born of life. If only we have the eyes to see it, it exists already, an innate force which few of us dare acknowledge, for by doing so we are obliged to face the profound responsibility inherent within it: the Faustian tryst of our birth.
Penny Rimbaud, Freedom is such a big word
The Wikipedia entry for Penny Rimbaud reads that he “is a writer, poet, philosopher, painter, musician and activist”, even though he would most like reject all of these categories insofar as they confine and cripple the life that has animated him and which is in part testified to by his “art”.
Penny Rimbaud acknowledges the influence of anarchism, evident in his work with the punk band Crass. “There is no authority but yourself” is the last line of the music album, Yes Sir, I Will (1983). However, his life took him towards a deeper and fuller understanding of freedom that could not be contained within any ideological or political limit, for it is life itself, the life that runs through us, and to which we can open ourselves to. Indeed, the issue becomes what is this “self” which is “your-self”, for where Penny Rimbaud has arrived is at the notion that it is the “self”, the “ego”, that is the problem.
One might try to summarise the latter as follows: the “self” is an exercise in/a fiction of self-mastery, meaning that what is endeavoured is the mastery of the life which flows through each one of us, an exercise that can only be violent and destructive. Freedom comes when we relinquish this desire for mastery – born of fear and the illusion of cognitive control -, and let ourselves be taken by the “anarchy” of life.
Freedom, then, is an absolute sense of responsibility, an inner reality which can only be truly embraced if it is entirely free of external imposition. Being the opposite of commodity, it stems from inner conviction and commitment: an act of faith.
Penny Rimbaud, Freedom is such a big word
We share below interviews, poetry, music and film, wishing to give just a little more resonance to Penny Rimbaud’s life.
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Ukraine and the ethical uncertainty of war
So that the Alexanders, Carnots, Humberts, and others should not be murdered, but it should be explained to them that they are themselves murderers, and, chiefly, they should not be allowed to kill people: men should refuse to murder at their command.
If people do not yet act in this way, it is only because Governments, to maintain themselves, diligently exercise a hypnotic influence upon the people. And, therefore, we may help to prevent people killing either Kings or one another, not by killing- murder only increases the hypnotism- but by arousing people from their hypnotic condition.
Leo Tolstoy, Though shalt not kill
Pacifism is objectively pro-Fascist. This is elementary common sense. If you hamper the war effort of one side you automatically help that of the other. Nor is there any real way of remaining outside such a war as the present one. In practice, ‘he that is not with me is against me’. The idea that you can somehow remain aloof from and superior to the struggle, while living on food which British sailors have to risk their lives to bring you, is a bourgeois illusion bred of money and security.
What I object to is the intellectual cowardice of people who are objectively and to some extent emotionally pro-Fascist, but who don’t care to say so and take refuge behind the formula ‘I am just as anti-fascist as anyone, but—’. The result of this is that so-called peace propaganda is just as dishonest and intellectually disgusting as war propaganda. Like war propaganda, it concentrates on putting forward a ‘case’, obscuring the opponent’s point of view and avoiding awkward questions.
George Orwell, Pacifism and the War
There is nothing to be celebrated in modern war. The total mobilisation or militarisation that it calls upon, of resources and their extraction, knowledge and technologies, production, media and myths, population, transforms the whole of a society into an instrument of generalised creative destruction. Older notions bound to specific spaces and times of war and its virtues, such as a battlefield, soldier and civilian, courage and comradeship, war and peace, fall away, to be replaced by a permanent war against everything that would undermine and/or ruin the conditions required for sustaining social life.
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