ALFRED SCHOPENHAUER
Schopenhauer
was born in Dantzig, Germany in 1788. His father was a merchant noted for his
ability, short temper and liberal views. He died it appears, by his own hand.
Our young philosopher did not take to his father’s business.
His mother was
an intellect. She became one of the finest novelists of her time. She too was
temperamental and irritable. After her husband’s death, she took to free love.
The son didn’t
like it one bit. Arguments were frequent. It went to such an extent that once
she pushed him down the stairs.
That was it.
Schopenhauer separated from her and never saw her again. She died after 24
years.
After this
episode, Schopenhauer changed inside out and became a terrible misogynist. He
had no father, no mother, no friend, no family, no child, and was absolutely
alone for the rest of his life. His poodle ATMA” was his only companion. His
critics called the poodle “SECOND SCHOPENHAUR!
In this mental
turmoil he penned his masterpiece “The World as Will and Idea.” As his luck
would have it, no publisher accepted it.
Noise made him
mad. He said the amount of noise a person can take is directly proportional to
his intellectual poverty. More the ignorance, more the sound absorption.
Whenever he
went to an English pub in Germany he would place a gold coin on the table and
then drink his usual quota. After this, he would take the gold coin and put it
back in his pocket, paid his bill and walkout! One observant waiter asked him
about this strange practice. Schopenhauer replied that the day the people
around him in the pub spoke anything other than women, horse and dogs; he would
put the gold coin in the Poor Box!
Universities
ignored him and his works. Yet he was confident that he would be recognized.
True to belief
Lawyers, Physicians, and Merchants found in him a true philosopher, who
narrated a remarkable discovery of the actual life of human beings.
The whole
Europe, which was disillusioned with its life turned to this great philosopher’s
work at last. Further Science had attacked theology, social issues of poverty
and the biological stress on the struggle for existence. This lifted the
downtrodden Schopenhauer at last.
He was of the
opinion that however much we investigate the outer world, things can be known
only as images and names.
Consciousness
is the outer layer of our mind. Under this is primordial “will” The will is the
only permanent and unchangeable element in the mind.
The various
actions of the body is nothing but the action of the “Will” Intellect tires,
but the “Will” never. Intellect needs sleep, but the “WILL” doesn’t.
The “will” to
live is primordial. How dear life is all to living beings! The will doesn’t
care whether you are happy or miserable. Will has no pity. This way the will
drives one to destruction.
The “will”
conquers death in reproduction. The ‘will” drives the reproductive organs to
win over death. “Will” works blindly and in independent of knowledge. Its
business is to perpetuate the species. The ‘will does not care whether the
living species are happy or not.
If the word is
“will” then it is a suffering “will” It indicates want. Its grasp is greater
than its want. Desire is infinite. But fulfilment is limited. Aristotle said
the same thing.
Life is evil
and pain is its foundation. Life is evil because life is a war of wants.
An optimist
realizes this when he goes round hospitals, prisons, and their torturing
chambers.
We are unhappy
married, unhappy unmarried. Optimism is a bitter mockery of human woes. The
fear of death is the beginning of philosophy. Man makes innumerable
philosophies and theologies.
There can be
no victory over the “will” until it is super ceded by knowledge and
intelligence. Genius is the highest form of “will-less” knowledge. Most Greek
philosophers like Socrates, Plato, Aristotle and others were endowed with
“will-less” knowledge.
Now coming to
“World as my idea”; Schopenhauer accepts Immanuel Kant’s theory that the
external is known to us only through our sensations and ideas. Sensations
change to perceptions and then to ideas which firmly stay in our minds.
At the bottom
of Schopenhauer’s unhappiness is the rejection of normal life. What hatred in
women one mishap had generated in this great unfortunate soul.
Vishwam Vishnu Seshadri
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