the big picture

November 18, 2010

Living together in the world, as in sharing mental habitat, living in a shared imaginative space large enough and suited for all inhabitants as they are in themselves. 

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gulliver’s mirror

November 8, 2010

“in the course of many ages, they have been troubled with the same diseases, to which the whole race of mankind is subject; the nobility often contending for power, the people for liberty, and the king for absolute dominion. All of which, however happily tempered by the laws of the kingdom, have sometimes violated by each of the three parties; and ave occasioned civil wars”

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“a first of chief minister of state, whom I intended to describe, was a creature wholly exempt from joy and grief, love and hatred, pity and anger; at least makes use of no other passion but violent desire of wealth, power, titles: that he applies his word to all uses, excpet to the indication of his mind: that he never tells the truth, but with an intent that you should take it for a lye; nor a lye, but with a design that you should take it for a truth; that those he speaks worst of behind their backs, are the surest way to preferment; and whenever he begins to praise you to others or to yourself, you are from that day forlorn. The worst mark you can receive is a promise, especially when it is confirmed with an oath; after which every wise man retires, and gives over all hopes.

There are three methods by which a man may rise to be chief minister: the first is, by knowing how with prudence to dispose of a wife, a daughter, or a sister: The second, by betraying or undermining his predecessor: And the third is, by a furious zeal in publick assemblies against the corruption of the court. But a wise prince would rather chuse to employ those who practice the last of these methods; because such zealots prove always the most obsequious and subservient to the will and passions of their master (they don’t have their own agenda, they cash in and cash out at everyone’s expense except their superior).

timekeeper: henri bergson

November 8, 2010

“Pouvez-vous, sans la dénaturer, raccourcir la durée d’une mélodie? La vie intérieure est cette mélodie même. Donc, à supposer que vous sachiez ce que vous ferez demain, vous ne prévoyez de votre action que sa configuration extérieure; tout effort pour en imaginer d’avance l’intérieur occupera une durée qui, d’allongement en allongement, vous conduira jusqu’au moment où l’acte s’accomplit et où il ne peut plus être question de le prévoir”.

“In an view to pleasure, what comparison between the unbought satisfaction of conversation, society, study, even health and the common beauties of nature, (and) above all the peaceful reflection on one’s own conduct”.

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“another spring of  our constitution, that brings great addition of force to moral sentiment, is, the love of fame; which rules, with such uncontrolled authority, in all generous minds, and is often the grand object of all their designs and undertakings. By our continual and earnest pursuit of a character, a name, a reputation in the world, we bring our own deportment and conduct frequently in review, and consider how they appear in the eyes of those, who approach and regard us. This constant habit of surveying ourselves, and it were, in reflection, keeps alive all the sentiments of right and wring, and begets, in noble natures, a certain reverence for themselves as well as others; which is the surest guardian of every virtue. The animal conveniencies and pleasures sink gradually in their value; while every inward beauty and moral grace is studiously acquired, and in the mind is accomplished in every perfection, which can adorn or embellish and rational creature”.

blabla fuckin bla

I suspect it’s a compulsion sometimes. But if it isn’t entirely, then it may be relevant to ask – why fame?

As a poet, one would have to write for something more than poetry’s sake. Whatever that might be, it would involve “moving people”. They would have to get past the first word, the first line, first paragraph, chapter, book, the works, the framework, the genre, the cannon, the discipline, the medium, the culture, expression itself. Mastering the little that says everything and everything that can be said to make an argument for good, at least for some time.

But then what? for what? fame for what? what do you want to say? why do you want to take people away from themselves, to cause such a disturbance, sometimes so far as to hurt? to be listened to? to be acknowledged, to be loved… why? why do you want to be loved? so that you don’t have to recognize the love that you do have? why not recognize? you would have to appreciate people who are few and little, and those that don’t even know you.. Could everybody be famed?