The Lost Paradise of Bacon: When We Are Ruled by Empirical positivist Ethics

The Lost Paradise of Bacon: When We Are Ruled by Empirical positivist Ethics (1) On a night of silence, her breath was breathed into the past. Marcel sits on a window near a wave, flirting with the sea for human eyes, passing a breath of air to touch his body, he remembers only the substance of the skin reacting with oxygen, printing its meaning on the pages of the empty brain, producing an idea (as the yellow liver produces!) .. On the other side of the same beach... Sitting, Joseph mimics the whispers of the sea and the longings of the night, that breeze that passes over his body translates into many languages, poetry once and other prose. Joseph used to treat language as though we were thinking within it; it is the sea when it describes it, it is the night when it complains its thinnest, it is sadness when it cries its tears. [This is where the story began when the angles of vision diverged] When she was twenty years old, Tallinn was brilliant and childish, and Joseph was writing it with the sea and the rain, she was his little sweetheart and the light of his eyes, and he was not answering her a request, and he painted her words whenever she went to sleep, with her infantile simplicity, which mimics the language of angels, and he wrote what he had divided his fate from her beauty, and he fell asleep on the strands of her hair to wake up to the magic of her pronunciation. Marcel is a difficult-tempered, impatient, agitated, and lustful man, looking at creation as a laboratory and experimenting, and Tallinn glimpsed a few moments, where he dwells near her house, the idea of prey and survival of the fittest in addition to the spirit of Machiavelli ignites his thought, and escapes from these ideas towards the remnants of conscience that drains in that opaque laboratory. (2) Atlantis wakes up... She was shrouded in fog, her vision faded between the morning fog, she read hope on the faces of passersby with a kind of anxiety, Joseph calls Tallinn, no answer, second and third.. He was worried, raising the voice and no responder, looking in her room, the bed is empty and the window is manipulated by the light summer wind, the walls are deaf, and the whole atmosphere increases anxiety in the soul, Joseph trembles.. He rushes into the neighborhood and his alley: he screams, calls, mourns, and barely understands what he's saying. His friend David meets him: What's wrong with you, man, you're yelling like crazy! I lost her this morning, and I didn't find her, and she didn't tell me she was going out. - Maybe, my friend, you're bringing some breakfast. Let's look again. Most of the neighborhood shared the search, but the search came back as a scream in a deep well. Friday morning... All the security services in the area are looking for the childhood of the neighborhood, for the smile that was picked from his garden. Old man Anton mutters as he usually understands and does not understand. The florist Salin watches the passer-by like a detective, and the atmosphere is close to the human psyche when her sun sets and she wears a cloudy dress. The officer hears old Anton say: Why did the flower walk with that foul natural?! The officer turned back and said, "Who is normal, old man? And the old man mutters: O foolish officer, his mouth is puffed up when you ask, it feels as if he will eat you when you throw words. Then he asked the old man, “Do you know him?” The officer looked at Salin and was frightened, so he moved towards him in a maneuver to read himself, so he was stupid but tried to escape! (3) Who was the natural that the old man was saying? - He's my friend Bacon. Say it or I'll make you not know your face. - Sir, he's my friend Marcel, and Beacon is famous for his love of experimentation and natural science. What does it have to do with Tallinn? - I don't know. [Strong slap almost knocked out this unhappy salesman's teeth] - All I know is that Sir agreed with her to prepare for Joseph's birthday, so she went out with him at night to buy some decorations, and he finds it when he wakes up, and pleasure enters his heart, and I sold them some flowers yesterday, and then I know nothing, and if you kill me will not come out of me another information because this is a scientific amount. - Unusually... The CSU raids Marcel's house, finding him sitting quietly, his face closer to a plank of wood, his nose short and his eyes protruding as a metaphor for insomnia. - Where's Tallinn? - I don't know, Officer! She said, “The last time I saw you was with you. [The incident was ten days ago] Yes, it was Joseph's birthday, and she consulted me, and I advised her flowers and some candy with a little decoration, and then I didn't see her! - Let us search. - Here you go, Detective. - After a painstaking search... With nothing to find and before leaving, the detective noticed a cigarette table and a book with a strange cover, and approached them and smelled them, and they smelled human beings! - What's that? - Marcel got confused, and said, "What do you see! The searcher took them and ordered Marcel's arrest. And after testing, it turns out it's made of Tallinn leather! What crime is that?!? (4) The Court (last chapter) Before the judiciary, the defense lawyer Epicure Machiavelli called Igor, and the prosecution was for the fraction Joseph. - Mr. Joseph, please. Joseph: “Evil is very humane and very humane” (2), otherwise this case would be characterized as the actual rape of a flower-aged girl and the rape of all meanings of humanity by turning her into a used substance with a cigarette table and a book skin, that is, knowing this which is wrapped in the skin of humans. Joseph complements: “Man recognizes evil, and therefore recognizes the existence of the freedom and responsibility to choose evil.” Judge: Get Mr. Joseph out of the speeches and get straight to the point. Joseph: Your Honor, my moral argument, these speeches must be made! [The hall is silent... as if the rule of morality has swept it] Judge: Here you go, Mr. Igor. - Igor: The first law in Atlantis - experimental science - as decided by the wise that: The second law: that speaking of morality and what is behind is meaningless, as logical positivism has determined; the third, that survival of the fittest; the fourth, that Machiavellianism is the highest moral dream; and the last, that life and happiness are pleasure. - So, Mr. Igor? - All right, Your Honor, let's take my client's action under these broad rules: My client used Machiavellian savvy to lure the female material to his house, and then established the doctrine of pleasure by raping it with the intention of preserving the species and survival of the fittest! A commotion of moralists... the judge silenced them with his anvil hammer. - Go on, Mr. Igor. - After the mutiny of this article was pushed by my client, she hit her head against the wall and a dead body came down, and as it is customary that the burial cylinder and the metaphysical rituals are experimental non-scientific things, my client decided to turn this sacred material into a cigarette table and a cover for a book of knowledge, to confirm that there is no voice except the voice of experimentation, pleasure and interest. A human confusion in the hall... silenced by the judge's voice: Do you have something to add, Mr. Igor? - Igor: No. - And you're Mr. Joseph. Joseph: Sir, I beg of you, judgment of conscience and noble human meanings, do not be a follower of the "all is permitted" approach. [The case has been deliberated, and the judge has gone out to deliver the verdict] - Judge: According to the laws of Atlantis and the instructions of the wise, it was decided to acquit the accused, and to honor him with the Civil Award as the best applied to the experimental positivist doctrine, the hearing was adjourned. At night, Joseph sneaks into the judge's room and, after killing his housekeepers, awakens him. “Son, why are you looking at this? - Nothing, Your Honor. I just want to apply the positivist approach to you. “My son, I can overturn and change judgment; it is in the best interest of the wise. - Shut up, Your Honor! - Son, I beg your conscience! Joseph, passing the knife on his throat, repeats: - There's no judgment of conscience in Atlantis! References: (1) John Russon, “Emotional subjects: Mood & Articulation in Hegel's philosophy of mind”, International Philosophical Quarterly Vol. 49, No. 1, Issue 193 (March 2009). 2 Mustafa Aref, “Hermeneutics of Human Action: Human Will and Infallibility”, Tatweer Journal for Intellectual and Cultural Studies, No. 8, Spring 2014. 3 Nasser Amara, “Sickness: An Etiquette Approach to Hermeneutics,” Tatweer Journal of Intellectual and Cultural Studies, No. 8, Spring 2014. 4 Dostoevsky, “The Brothers Karmazov”, translated by Sami Droubi, Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum Foundation. Ammar Suleiman — Source: Brahin Center website - Published on 2014-08-04 (archived at the Internet Archive) https://braheen.com/articles/ethics/فردوس-بيكون-المفقود-حين-تحكمنا-الأخلاق-الوضعية-التجريبية