Ahab's Abyss

Hello friends. It’s been a while. I started writing mini essays and thought I’d post one here. Is there anyone left from the old days?

Ahab’s Abyss

In Chapter 41, Melville describes what Moby Dick is to Ahab in much the same way that Nietzsche describes the world of becoming to the world weary sages. In the white whale, Ahab sees all worldly evil, “all truth with malice in it, all that cracks the sinews and cakes the brain, all the subtle demonisms of life and thought.” Ahab, Melville says, “piled upon the whale’s white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down.”

To Ahab, the whale is bitter fate itself, the merciless world of suffering-onto-death to which we are all bound. It is, in other words, what Nietzsche calls the abyss. Like Ahab, Nietzsche’s “wisest men in all the ages” were all physiologically unwell and spiritually embittered. They too sought revenge on what they blamed for their misfortune. But unlike Ahab, being more spiritual, they transferred their ressentiment onto the world itself rather than onto any particular monster within it. In other words, Nietzsche’s wise men reacted like Dostoyevsky’s “mouse,” the underground man, seething, retreating inward, and inventing a perfect eternal world to avenge themselves of what they perceived as the oppressive evils of this one. Ahab, on the other hand, reacts more like Dostoyevsky’s active man, charging decisively, monomaniacally toward a white brick wall even to his detriment, even to his demise. As he puts it some chapters earlier, “Talk not to me of blasphemy, man; I’d strike the sun if it insulted me.”

Though deep, Ahab is not wise, at least not in the traditional sense. He is, however, driven by the same wound that compels the wise, as Ishmael puts it, “a torn body and [a] gashed soul [which] bled into one another.” Like the wise, he is animated by the spirit of revenge, but unlike them, his revenge is direct, tangible, worldly. He doesn’t stare into the abyss, he hunts it, harpoon in hand.

That may all be happening and (with a world as big as this) every other human permutation of every other thing may be happening too.

Where are you in the maelstrom of this panspermic codswallop hitting the fan? Are you a directed vector, have you a heading and amplitude to which your heart devotes itself?

-WL

“The spirits I called” could apply to Ahab in this context. Ahab has summoned—or at least fixated upon—a force beyond his control, much like the sorcerer’s apprentice in Goethe’s poem. His relentless obsession with Moby Dick transforms the whale from a mere creature into an all-encompassing symbol of fate, evil, and suffering. In doing so, he calls forth a force that ultimately consumes him.

Similarly, Nietzsche warns that when one fights monsters, one must take care not to become one, and that staring too long into the abyss risks having the abyss stare back. Ahab doesn’t just stare—he charges headlong into it. His obsession ensures that he cannot rid himself of the “spirits” he has invoked; they define him, drive him, and ultimately destroy him.

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Bob, just because he looks into the depth, that may not destroy him per necessity, since Goethe’s poem may have been inclusive in the lyrical Faust motive.

In fact if history repeats it’self, as Nietzche thought , then the depth could be tricked to believe in a darkened , sightless conscious state.

Since that Dark Beast has always been involved to manifest with the light, and since fear drives It, it will be held back from the precipice that is the existential jump. That whale cannot swallow him,
, and is it that poem indicative of Goethe’s Faust,
Which ‘swallowed’the essence of its poetic message? -since it is a lyric poem.

To some, the romantic revival is essentially spuriously extended to its mechanical underbelly that could not containe itself in the body of the beast.

That idea can extend to the politics of experience, vis the Gaza situation, and even to measurable global metaphors that have already consumed many victims.