When explorers discovered the New World and began mapping it and sending back to Europe sketches of the people, animals, plants and landscapes they saw there, the images were strange and divergent. If one had never seen in-person the realities depicted in these images it would take significant imagination to constitute a common source. Imagine the exponential difficulty had the New World not been merely a remote variation on Europe, but in fact a different stratum of being for which explicit, descriptive, objective language were inadequate. The varying accounts might have been taken as pure fantasy. Or, worse, imagine if the nature of this reality had been what Charles Stein calls “configurative”, instaurated (revealed-created) between the explorer and explored, subject and object, different for each witness, the furthest thing from arbitrary, yet eluding common sense. What then?
Standing on a solid slab of technoscientistic rationalism beneath a heaven of technocratic rule, tastefully decorated with clouds of roll-your-own spirituality, spritzed with drug-induced recollections of life-force unity, which was what the Buddha was trying to teach, but only some of us recognize as true, etc., etc. …. liberated from the unreason of the past, except for hoards of retro-fascists who never tire of reversing this liberation… living the postmodernized professional-managerial class lifestyle, mediated by screens, teleporting our own virtual selves into this virtual reality or that… where our corporate professional persona, the ideological personal-political “whole self” we are urged to bring to work, our personal brand constructed selves we set like a mannequin in LinkedIn shop windows, and our innermost selves we take on cultural appreciation field trips and little naughty adventures into normalized transgression — the default is post-Derridean disintegration. There is nothing solid or persistent enough to be deconstructed except maybe Foucauldian orthodoxy of power-relations that assumes whatever is solid serves the rich and malevolent, and whatever seeks to dismantle and reconstruct things to serve different power interests serves the powerless and benevolent, but that orthodoxy transcends mere politics, to the realm of universal truth and common decency. In this enworldment, if we do not actively resist living simulated lives, we drift into an inescapable text-trap, a sealed simulation with nothing outside it. We can call this condition mass solipsism.
Under these conditions, when studying Kabbalah and its history, it is all too easy to succumb to a semiconscious attitude that takes mystical schools of thought as thought and only thought, memes traversing social networks, forgetting that these were inspired attempts to articulate realities that transcend and defy thought and text. We lapse into charting traditional strands and tracing influences from mystic to mystic, and lose sight of the divine referent, the whole point of it all.
Nobody asks where trees were discovered, and how news of their existence spread along trade routes, and influenced how various civilizations understood their landscapes. Trees are real, so they are experienced by everyone everywhere.
But today “touching grass” has become a spiritual exercise. People need to be told to go outside to reexperience trees. If few choose to outside, perhaps trees will become as informational as experiences of pressing into the divine ground. Knowing is far more participatory than we realize, and the more important a mode of knowing is, the more we must put into meeting it. We must unclamp our heads from the screen; we must unchain our bodies from the theater seat; we must stand up, walk around, see things from many standpoints, angles and perspectives. And if we dare to go radically peripatetic, we might press into the horizons and feel out the limits. We might even find an exit from this cramped universe we mistake for everything.
It is true that truth is not just there to be discovered, but it does not follow from this that truth is just constructed, and, in fact, that is less true. A truer truth is that truth is instaurated — revealed-created — collaboratively with the materials themselves. This deep collaboration between spirit and material, subject and object, artifex and artifact has the simplest name: craft.
Bruno Latour dedicated his life to crafting a truth of truthcraft, beautifully and persuasively redescribing science to disclose its truthcraft.
And ultimately, Latour went much further: Truth is crafted from a reality it knows.
And I will say this once again, because it is true: No discipline has developed more comprehensive truthcraft methods than design.
Natural science made enormous progress by methodologically bracketing Why and narrowing its question set to What and How. Design adds Why back.
By design, I mean something very precise that resurveys the practical landscape and redraws lines separating this from that. The “that” against which design is defined is engineering.
Whatever systematizes objective components governed by objective rules (like natural laws or social compulsion) is engineering. In engineering, materials are physical, logical and essentially choiceless. Here objective knowing in terms What and How is entirely sufficient to predict and control the system.
Design extends systems to participants who have subjective experiences and make choices. In design some materials are physical, logical and choiceless (and here design overlaps with engineering), but these are no longer sufficient to predict and control the larger social systems design develops.
For design, understanding the various subjectivities involved in the social system is necessary before the system can be influenced (never controlled) and movement toward improvement becomes more likely than deterioration. These subjectivities include not only the Why factors that shape behaviors, they also shape those interactions with reality that instaurationally shape objective truth itself, differently for each subject, yet within the same reality being designed.
