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The vogue in soul talk spread to every domain as everyone was commodified and capital was financialized. While political, economic, and ecological reality spun out of regular people's control and they felt unable to feel connected to a religious tradition that cut through the materialistic and war miasma, they were ravaged with a hunger to devour, to consume. It was soul propaganda, highbrow New Ageism at its finest, the religious equivalent of an old-fashioned Ralph Lauren interior. It was the era of consuming souls in a society that had become a spiritual void. At least for those who had become divorced from their bodies and tradition at its best. Fantasy started to rapidly replace reality.
The great popularizer of this new sense of soul and self (though no-self would be more accurate) was Thomas Moore, the author of the best-selling book - Care of the Soul, "a pathbreaking lifestyle handbook" and soon to be soul franchise (The Soul of Sex, Soul Therapy, The Soul of Christmas, etc.)
His works replaced the idea of an existential self with a precious, epicurean conception. "You have a soul, the tree in front of your house has a soul, but so too does the car parked under the tree," he said, adding that things "have as much personality and independence as I do." Ah, soul!
Not soul as I once learned in Catholic school: the essence of human freedom and consciousness in God united with the body.
Definitely not soul as the essence of a person bound by conscience to God and other human beings.
Not soul as in "For what shall it profit a man if he should gain the whole world and lose his soul."
Not even soul as the dictionary defines it "the immortal essence of an individual life."
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