Tamás Gáspár Miklós died on Sunday, January 15th. Many people are in mourning, from ordinary people to many well-known Hungarian figures. What we can see in this context is that almost all Hungarian celebrities, including religious and atheist and agnostic ones, have unanimously said to the renowned philosopher: God rest his soul. Just as in his lifetime, the otherwise atheist Tamás Gáspár said farewell to a former debating partner and colleague who had fallen into a better life a few years ago. God rest his soul. I, for my part, see this as a Freudian slip rather than as a sign of good manners and following the common norm. The fact that many of the people I have mentioned bid farewell to the soul of the dead with a message of God rest his soul may be attributable to a rigorous adherence to common norms and decorum, but in the case of Miklós Tamás Gáspár, we can no longer speak of such a thing.
We must notice in his case that the same process took place as in the case of many other people who, after denying and denying God more and more, their tongues called upon him in serious trouble, in dangerous situations. Why is the human mind designed to unconsciously call upon an entity in times of emergency, with whom and against whom it is stubbornly engaged in a denialist crusade? Or, more precisely, human minds that outright and consistently deny the very existence of God. Is the explanation that they simply do not trust themselves sufficient? Is there more to it than that? Could it be that there must indeed be a higher power that is our true, authentic spiritual father, beyond all chemistry and biology, beyond mud, moisture, matter? A power which, when the human spirit feels that it can no longer endure in sanity and mental health, appears with its imaginary hand and reaches under the armpit, offering itself as a crutch to the distressed?
I don’t know. But in any case, it is clear that man is in himself a clumsy childish being, who in certain situations is not in control of the circumstances around him, not in control of anything. Quite certainly there is an entity which, or for whom, there can be no question of being perfectly in control of all situations. But what does it actually need to be in control of? For in his case, there simply cannot be a concept of self as an ego endowed entity. God, as such, does not even panic at all about his non-existent existence and his so-called social or even life situation, because he has none of these, he has none of these. He is boundless and infinite in extent, he has nothing to panic about. It is difficult to explain this really well, even to a journeyman, because man, if he actually renounces the goods and opportunities offered by the material world, even then, perhaps because of the instinct of life, clings to certain things tooth and nail, which may even lead to a situation in which he judges his situation and his further life to be utterly hopeless. God is the Lord of all, the eternal one who is above all panic, apathy and depression, who will ultimately reach out his hand and make it clear: here I am!
That’s what happened to the American man who dozed off in the driver’s seat behind the wheel while driving his beloved family on the highway, and then, after a crash and a cruel impact, he was the only one left alive. A voice spoke to him, the source of which he simply could not identify, and that voice said to him in a gentle, indulgent tone: Don’t blame yourself, this sort of thing can happen to anyone! It must have been a tremendous help to her at that moment, which, if it had not come, would certainly have driven her mad, and she might have ended her life of her own accord after such a shocking tragedy, a tragedy which only she could have caused. The Creator therefore knows exactly when it is necessary to address a living being on earth even by voice, instead of, say, communicating with him in his own familiar telepathic way. The Freudian slip of Miklós Tamás Gáspár shows very well that there is no conviction and no confused body of knowledge built on a once unpolished surface that can override the pure and ever-present inclination, the primordial inclination to trust in the spirit that sometimes watches over our heads, even invisibly.
I was reminded of István Vágó, another well-known atheist celebrity from whom I have never heard or read a Freudian sermon. But István Vágó, who has already been frightened by a specialist in spirituality and psychology, when he guessed what, and precisely which, of all the countries in existence he was referring to. But perhaps, if I were to visit his Facebook page, I could also read a God rest his soul, and thus a Freudian sermon…