- Hal Zina Bennett (1936 - )
Spirit Circle: A Story of Adventure & Shamanic Revelation
Wednesday, February 22, 2023
Another World
Monday, February 20, 2023
Bound by Time-Space
- Jiddu Krishnamurti (1895 - 1986)
Friday, February 17, 2023
Memory is strange
- Gore Vidal (1925 - 2012)
Thursday, December 15, 2022
Limited Piece of the Whole
temporally limited piece of the whole,
what we call the 'Universe.'
He experiences himself and his
feelings as separate from the rest,
an optical illusion of his consciousness.
The quest for liberation from this bondage
[or illusion] is the only object of true religion.
Not nurturing the illusion but only overcoming
it gives us the attainable measure of inner peace."
- Albert Einstein (1879 - 1955)
Google's translation of Einstein’s original quotation
Monday, October 31, 2022
Di-Eclectic Eyes
"My mind is an attic full of crazy dreams that never quit or disappoint me, and I have been blessed with these eyes to see things differently and have people see me in a different way.
but the second gravedigger,
not Lear but the fool."
Monday, September 12, 2022
The Incomprehensible Void
Saturday, September 10, 2022
It is All Transcendental
the real secret of magic,
is that the world is made of words.
And if you know the words
that the world is made of,
you can make of it
whatever you wish.
...
There is a transcendental
dimension beyond language...
It's just hard as hell to talk about!
...
Reality is, you know,
the tip of an iceberg of irrationality
that we've managed to drag
ourselves up onto for a
few panting moments before
we slip back into the
sea of the unreal.
...
It is the imagination that
within human beings.
It is literally a decent of
the World's Soul into all of us.
...
We live in condensations of our imagination.
...
The main thing to understand is
that we are imprisoned in
some kind of work of art.
...
There is no mundane dimension really,
if you have the eyes to see it,
it is all transcendental."
- Terence McKenna (1946 - 2000)
Thursday, August 04, 2022
Act of Perception
- David Bohm (1917 - 1992)
Wholeness and the Implicate Order
Monday, July 25, 2022
Electromagnetic Phenomena
- Nancy Forbes (1952 - 2021)
Faraday, Maxwell, and the Electromagnetic Field
Monday, July 11, 2022
Spiritual Experience
"You are not a human being in search of a spiritual experience.
You are a spiritual being immersed in a human experience."
- Teilhard De Chardin (1881- 1955)
Saturday, November 06, 2021
Universal Patterns
- Alejandro Mos Riera (1978 - )
Sunday, October 17, 2021
Thoughts in a Universal Mind
- George Dyson (1953 - )
Analogia
Postscript. An experience I had during my family's recent trip to view New Hampshire's fall colors (see last three posts) reminded me of a funny story I wrote about years ago. It concerns Brett Weston, the second of Edward Weston's sons, and who was an accomplished photographer in his own right. Brett, who like his dad, spent most of his time taking photographs in California (e.g., Point Lobos and Big Sur), was one day invited by a friend to join him on a trip to Europe. Agreeing to go, after some cajoling, Brett and his friend visited Ireland, then Scotland, and later London. But Brett's eye, perhaps even more so than his father's, was tuned strongly toward abstraction. Thus, despite traveling though some of the most beautiful landscapes on the planet before arriving in London, Brett had not once pulled out his camera to take pictures! What he did come home with was a few images of rust on a small dilapidated metal plate that beguiled him as he was making his way across the London bridge. A more complete version of this story can be heard in a wonderful documentary about Brett Weston's life as a photographer. While my trip's "compositional oeuvre" was not nearly as single-mindedly-focused on a single abstract theme (I've already posted rather conventional fine-art "takes" on autumnal colors), I must admit that easily half of the shots I took were of the knots in the pinewood of our cabin's walls! Since the left part of my physics-trained brain kept seeing electromagnetic fields, space-time continua, and gravitational vortices just about everywhere my eyes looked inside the cabin, the right side of my brain insisted I search for abstract compositions. Interestingly, while these images contain no color (they are digitally reversed black-and-white shots, which I think work a bit better as "abstractions"), and were all captured inside a cabin, for me, they just as palpably capture the essence of experiencing New Hampshire's autumnal multispectral pleasures!