Sunday, September 25, 2016

A Patchwork Quilt

"Our aesthetic sense, whether in works of art or in lives, has overfocused on the stubborn struggle toward a single goal rather than on the fluid, the protean, the improvisatory. We see achievement as purposeful and monolithic, like the sculpting of a massive tree trunk that has first to be brought from the forest and then shaped by long labor to assert the artist’s vision, rather than something crafted from odds and ends, like a patchwork quilt, and lovingly used to warm different nights and bodies."

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Network of Perceptions

"A world of evanescent impressions; a world without matter or spirit, neither objective nor subjective, a world without the ideal architecture of space; a world made of time, of the absolute uniform time of [Newton’s] Principia; a tireless labyrinth, a chaos, a dream.

"Once matter and spirit — which are continuities — are negated, once space too is negated, I do not know with what right we retain that continuity which is time. Outside each perception (real or conjectural) matter does not exist; outside each mental state spirit does not exist; neither does time exist outside the present moment.

"And yet, and yet… Denying temporal succession, denying the self, denying the astronomical universe, are apparent desperations and secret consolations. Our destiny … is not frightful by being unreal; it is frightful because it is irreversible and iron-clad.

Time is the substance
I am made of.
Time is a river which
sweeps me along
but I am the river;
it is a tiger which
destroys me,
but I am the tiger;
it is a fire which
consumes me,
but I am the fire.
The world, unfortunately, is real;
I, unfortunately, am Borges."

- Jorge Luis Borges (1899 - 1986)
"A New Refutation of Time," Labyrinths

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Amidst the Mystery

"To know objects only through dissecting and
cataloguing them is to miss their full reality.
It is to fall asleep amidst the mystery
and to become numb to the wonder
of this great Earth"

(1931 - 2009)

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Distant Memories

"The Cosmos is all that is or was or ever will be. Our feeblest contemplations of the Cosmos stir us - there is a tingling in the spine, a catch in the voice, a faint sensation, as if a distant memory, of falling from a height. We know we are approaching the greatest of mysteries."

- Carl Sagan (1934 - 1996)

Thursday, September 15, 2016

Unfathomable Mystery

"The man who comes back through the Door in the Wall will never be quite the same as the man who went out. He will be wiser but less sure, happier but less self-satisfied, humbler in acknowledging his ignorance yet better equipped to understand the relationship of words to things, of systematic reasoning to the unfathomable mystery which it tries, forever vainly, to comprehend."

- Aldous Huxley (1894 - 1963)

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Hypostatized Information

"We hypostatize information into objects. Rearrangement of objects is change in the content of the information; the message has changed. This is a language which we have lost the ability to read. We ourselves are a part of this language; changes in us are changes in the content of the information. We ourselves are information-rich; information enters us, is processed and is then projected outward once more, now in an altered form. We are not aware that we are doing this, that in fact this is all we are doing."

- Philip K. Dick (1928 - 1982)

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Receiving the World

"Paradoxical as it may seem,
the purposeful life has no content,
no point. It hurries on and on,
and misses everything. Not hurrying,
the purposeless life misses nothing,
for it is only when there is
no goal and no rush that
the human senses are
fully open to receive the world."

(1915 - 1973)