I sin senaste bok "Event" diskuterar Zizek Platon och hans tanke om idévärlden som grunden för vår flyktiga och skenbara värld, men vänder på begreppen och menar att det snarare är det flyktiga som konstituerar vår värld:
"This is why – if we return for the
last time to love - love has nothing whatsoever to do with an escape
into an idealized Romantic universe in which all concrete social
differences magically disappear. To refer to Kierkegaard again, 'love
believes everything – and yet is never to be deceived' – in
contrast to the mistrust which believes nothing and is nevertheless
thoroughly deceived. The person who mistrusts others is,
paradoxically, in his very cynical disbelief, the victim of the most
radical self-deception: as Lacan would have put it, les non-dupes
errent – the cynic misses the actuality of the appearance itself,
however fleeting, fragile and elusive it is, while the true believer
believes appearances, in the magic dimension that 'shines through' an
appearance: he sees Goodness in the other where the other himself is
not aware of it. Appearance and actuality are here no longer opposed:
precisely in trusting appearances, a loving person sees the other the
way she effectively is, and loves her for her very foibles, not
despite them.
With regard to this point the Oriental notion of the
Absolute Void-Substance-Ground beneath the fragile, deceptive
appearances that constitute our reality is to be opposed to the
notion that it is the ordinary reality that is hard, inert and there,
and it is the Absolute that is thorouhly fragile and fleeting. That
is to say, what is the Absolute? Something that appears to us
in fleeting experiences, say, through the gentle smile of a beautiful
person, or even through the warm, caring smile of a person who
otherwise may seem ugly and rude – in such miraculuos, but
extremely fragile moments, another dimension transpires
through our reality. As such, the Absolute is easily corroded; it all
too easily slips through our fingers, and must be treated as
carefully as a butterfly. In short, the Absolute is a pure Event,
something that just occurs – it disappears before it even fully
appears. - Slavoj Zizek (”Event”, 2014, s 89f.)
