thank God for meaning

This is Campbell's masterpiece. He's a self-educated authority on the culture of myth. He undoes himself.

This afternoon, I'll watch another of his films discussing the book. Last week's film led us deep into Nietzschean territory where we discovered God and then killed God. Not that he mentions Nietzsche or killing God, but his existential drivel theoretically killed God and absolutely annihilated my love of listening to discussions of the mythical (at least listening to his discussions of the mythical).

I have a hard time listening to anything that has no solid theoretical structure. To say that the only objective truth is that there is none and that nothing can be taken literally (denotatively), all must rely on our own interpretaion of the myth we call "reality," makes me roll my eyes. Discussions afterwards are thus reduced to "my favorite quote" sessions. You can't put your theoretical skeleton together using circular reasoning and expect to come out looking like you stand on the side of sense. He crumbled. "Good sentence" though, Mr. Campbell.

God breathes life into human beings. And though I revel in the chance to consider the musings of Heidegger, Marx, and Derrida and other thinkers who may miss the eternal significance but at least aren't foolish enough to commit a major logic fallacy (see pages 42-56 in The Hacker for a complete list), I am so thankful my salvation is not merely connotative.