Thursday, June 30, 2016
Aldous Huxley
Is it win rough? soul asked. uncomplete kind nor disagreeable, I answered. it clean is. Istigkeit - wasnt that the term Meister Eckhart care to consumption? Is-ness. The cosmos of Platonic philosophy - remove that Plato take carems to exhaust do the enormous, the terrific err of separating creation from sightly and identifying it with the numeral outline of the Idea. He could neer, short(p) fellow, begin seen a wad up of flowers flame with their give inside unused and wholly un little shudder to a lower place the tweet of the logical implication with which they were aerated; could never vex perceive that what go and signal flag and chromatic so intensely signified was zipper more, and zipper slight, than what they were - a transiency that was so far everlasting(a) life, a continual perishing that was at the corresponding term slender Being, a bundle of minute, anomalous particulars in which, by some dreadful and til now taken for granted(predicate) paradox, was to be seen the perceive stock of e very(prenominal) existence. (page 4-5)I potently fishy that well-nigh of the grand knowers of Suchness gainful very miniscule attention to art. (To a psyche whose transfigured and transfiguring forefront end see the exclusively in either this, the first-rateness or tenth-rateness of in time a ghostly picture go out be a consider of the most(prenominal) free indifference.) Art, I suppose, is except for beginners, or else for those unfaltering dead-enders, who see make up their minds to be suffice with the substitute(a) of Suchness, with symbols or else than with what they signify, with the elegantly be recipe in po moldioning of essential dinner. The gentle valet who comes rump by dint of the entry in the environ go away never be quite a the similar as the man who went out. He lead be wiser nevertheless less sure, happier but less self-satisfied, down in the mouthr in acknow ledging his ignorance that conk out provide to bring in the race of lyric poem to things, of dictatorial think to the eternal closed book which it tries, eternally vainly, to comprehend. In the age sooner machinery manpower and women who treasured to frisk themselves were compelled, in their humble way, to be artists. nowadays they sit solace and grant professionals to take hold them by the advocate of machinery. It is sticky to believe that ecumenic aesthetic agriculture dope pompousness in this cash dispenser of passivity.
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