古大叔小木屋（80）腾讯会议版 瓦尔登湖第五章 孤独（6）

2021年8月30日 星期一 古大叔小木屋（80）瓦尔登湖第五章 孤独（6）直播实况录制 时间：晚9:00——10:10分 文本 Walden [ˈwɔldən] (Issue80) 5. Solitude(6) [10] We are the subjects of an experiment which is not a little interesting to me. Can we not do without the society of our gossips a little while under these circumstances - have our own thoughts to cheer us? Confucius says truly, "Virtue does not remain as an abandoned orphan; it must of necessity have neighbors." [11] With thinking we may be beside ourselves in a sane[seɪn] sense. By a conscious effort of the mind we can stand aloof from actions and their consequences; and all things, good and bad, go by us like a torrent. We are not wholly involved in Nature. I may be either the driftwood in the stream, or Indra in the sky looking down on it. I may be affected by a theatrical[θɪˈætrɪkl] exhibition; on the other hand, I may not be affected by an actual event which appears to concern me much more. I only know myself as a human entity[ˈentɪtɪ]; the scene[siːn], so to speak, of thoughts and affections; and am sensible of a certain doubleness by which I can stand as remote from myself as from another. However intense my experience, I am conscious of the presence and criticism of a part of me, which, as it were, is not a part of me, but spectator, sharing no experience, but taking note of it, and that is no more I than it is you. When the play, it may be the tragedy, of life is over, the spectator goes his way. It was a kind of fiction, a work of the imagination only, so far as he was concerned. This doubleness may easily make us poor neighbors and friends sometimes. 我们是一项试验的主体，对这一点我很有兴趣。鉴于这种情况，稍微离开我们那流言蜚语的社会，我们就什么也做不了吗——我们自己的思想没有取悦我们？孔夫子说得真对，“德行不会留着像被遗弃的孤儿，它必定有邻居的必要性。” 人一旦思索就可能从理智上离自己很近。通过心灵有意识的努力我们可以站得高出行为和它们的后果；而所有的事件，不管好的还是坏的，都会像一条激流从我们身边经过。我们不是全身心卷入自然里。我也许既是溪水中那根浮木，又是俯瞰它的天空中的因陀罗。我 可能 会被一幕戏剧性的展示感动；从另一方面看，也 可能不 再被一桩似乎太多牵扯我的真实事件影响。我仅知道作为一个人类个体的我自己；可以这样说，是思想和情感的场景；通过某种敏感的怀疑/我能站得远远离开自己，仿佛成了另外一个人。无论我的经验如何强烈，我都能意识到我的到场和对自己那一部分的批判，那批判就像是不属于我的一部分，仅是一个观察者，只管记录，不分享经验。那部分我与其说是我，还不如说是你。当这一幕生活的剧，也许是悲剧，演完，这观察者就继续赶路了。它是一种虚构，一件仅属于想象的工作，如果考虑到他。这种双重性有时轻易就让我们成了可怜的邻人和朋友。