In this novel/allegory the narrator/author sets sail in the yacht Impossible to search for Mount Analogue, the geographically located, albeit hidden, peak that reaches inexo ...more
For a "metaphysical adventure" that ends mid-chapter, mid-sentence, mid-thought, Mount Analogue failed entirely to set off my bullshit ...more
The tone of the book is of a hybrid between spiritualist/occult tract and adventure tale ...more
I lack desire because I think I possess.
I think I possess because I do not try to give.
In trying to give, you see that you have nothing;
Seeing that you have nothing, you try to give of yourself;
Trying to give of yourself, you see that you are nothing:
Seeing that you are nothing, you desire to become;
In desiring to become, you begin to live."
Tenemos pues un final abierto, u ...more
The best point of comparison is with Pym because both books are silly and pointless romps through the ocean that end in vagu ...more
Daumal's unfinished novel is an allegory in homage to illumination and profound thought. It is a book about seeking and responsible open-mindedness. The vehicle for Daumal's consideration of intellectual liveliness (the actual plot of the story) can seem frivolous and distracting or a bit thinly veiled; but there is humor in it and a quick pace.
The "T ...more
Certainly it was nice to find an extremely rare mention in fiction (Pynchon uses it, too) of Einstein's theory of General Relativity: specifically the curvature of light by an enormous mass, the hallucinatory Mt ...more
"Julie Bonasse, between twenty-five and thirty, a Belgian actress. She was having just then a considerable success on the stage in Paris, Brussels, and Geneva. She was the confidante of a swarm of odd young people whom she guided into paths of sublime high-mindedness. She said, 'I adore Ibsen' and 'I adore chocolate eclairs,' in the same tone of mouth-watering conviction. She believed in the existence of the 'fairy of the glaciers,' and ...more
i've been rereading it and will continue to, for most of my life.
an interesting movie to watch after having read this:
The Holy Mountain, by Jodorowsky. pretty much the same plot, only with the addition of torture, giant tarot cards, jesus-face-flesh-eating, decapitated animals, and bathing hippos.
– Тази сила – казваше Согол – се изразява чрез аритметическа величина. (...) всяка мисъл е капацитет да се схващат (...) части на някакво абсолютно цяло. Чрез наблюдения (...) установих колко числа е способен даден човек да мисли, (...) без да ги разлага или изобразява; колко поредни следствия на някой принцип е в състояние да възприеме едновременно и мигновено; (...) и никога не получих число по-голямо от 4. При това числото 4 ...more
The allegory is clear to see: man's search for meaning that can not not exist, meaning that is out there for those who look for it. The abrupt mid-sentence ending could be seen as a part of the narrative because ...more
"It isn't easy to explain-- there's a book called Mount Analogue by René Daumal that tells all about it. Just take my word for it."
The book is unfinished, which is frustrating and which also makes it somehow eternal.
There's a fragment from the endmatter that gets stuck in my head from time to time. "There at th...more
Matkakertomuksen muotoon kirjoitettu etsintä tuo jostain syystä mieleeni hieman Umberto Econ sekavimmillaan (?!?) vaikka onkin huomattavan yksinkertaista Ecoon verattuna. En isommin lämmenn ...more
I have no desire because I think I possess,
I think I possess because I do not try to give;
Trying to give, we see that we have nothing,
Seeing that we have nothing, we try to give ourselves,
Trying to give ourselves, we see that we are nothing,
Seeing that we are nothing, we desire to become,
Desiring to become, we live.”
- René Daumal, Mount Analogue
Mount Analogue and the life of twentieth century French surrealist, Rene Daumal (1908-1944), can not be considered in ...more
The trick, of course, is that Daumal died before the book was finished, rendering the work somewhat incomplete and almost impervious to review. One ...more
In his late teens his avant-garde poetry was published in France's leading journals, and in his early twenties, although courted by André Breton co-founded, as a counter to Surrealism and Dada, a literary journal, "Le Grand Jeu" with three friends, collectively known as the Simplists, includ ...more