Sometimes one grabs at what is close at hand, what is close by. First things. Not always a bad idea. But doesn't the hand also reach out for what it doesn't "know", beyond the dark mirror, beyond itself?
Gently, now. Not "seizing". Have you grasped that. Volo ut sis.
From Iris:
A mother asks her son, a merchant setting off for the city, to bring her back a religious relic. He forgets her request until he is nearly home again. He picks up a dog's tooth by the roadside and tells the old lady it is a relic of a saint. She places it in her chapel where it is venerated. It begins miraculously to glow with light.
Keats says that "what the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth, whether it existed before or not." It must be truth. Simone Weil quotes Valery: "The proper, unique, and perpetual object of thought is that which does not exist." Here we may make sense of the idea of loving good. "At its highest point, love is a determination to create the being which it has taken for its object." Here indeed we come back to the Ontological Proof in its simpler version, a proof by perfection, by a certainty derived from love. The good artist, the true lover, the dedicated thinker, the unselfish moral agent solving his problem: they can create the object of love. The dog's tooth, when sincerely venerated, glows with light.
Suspicious Minds - Elvis Presley
4 comments:
oh you are so sly :-)
what do you mean, even a c.r. could glow with light, if sincerely venerated?
but I agree with that 'always', this is the nuance that changes everyhting. it's not 'always' a bad idea, for example, to have a suspicious mind, otherwise Little red riding hood wouldn't have ended up so miserably.
ps. and I'm wondering now whether this qualifies as 'ranting against suspicious minds' :-)
sly??
huh?
If English wasn't your sixth language I don't think I'd let that pass!
What on earth are you talking about? Where's the slyness in that?! Bizarre!
I'm not sure if I wholly agree with it, anyway. I mean, there are 'proper' objects of love as well. No? Otherwise this could turn into the economist's: I desire something, THEREFORE it is good..pushpin is as good as poetry (as opposed to the opposite:the good *is* desired, is desirable,and magnetically attracts one to it).
Where's that bloody anton when you need her!
[anton, if you're reading this, please help clarify my muddled thoughts]
best,
b.
As always, your posts give me food for thought. (ha) But, seriously....things, when suspended in thought, can remain perfect. All possible outcomes are there. The thinker has complete control over the object. Or senario.
Then in the physical realm, where objects and senarios are imperfect, one can project love. And although one never can dictate reality. And it will never match the "perfection" of thought, it is an excellent place to live. This is why they say any two people, with love, can be happy.
That may not have been what you were getting at, but that's what I saw.
And that we're all flawed, and should help each other out.
oh and love the song, love and fear can't sit together---don't sit together
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