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...all things that have existence in nature … are correspondences...
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...nothing can subsist from itself."
- Emanuel Swedenborg (1688 - 1772)
Heaven and Hell
- Emanuel Swedenborg (1688 - 1772)
Heaven and Hell
The Father answered: It is well. It is well. And again: It is time.
Thus the big word was spoken behind the back of the world. The Nameless said: It is time.
Once more the word has been spoken: It is time.
Listen, men, and the women of men: It is time. Know now it is time. Those that left us are coming back. Those that came are leaving again. Say welcome, and then farewell!"
- D. H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930)
The Plumed Serpent
Photographer's Note. This image was captured in the pre-Columbian Mayan walled city called Tulum that my wife and I visited during a short trip to Mexico this past weekend. One of the last cities built and inhabited by the Maya, Tulum reached its peak between the 13th and 15th centuries. Although Mayans continued to occupy it for about 70 years after Spanish contact, the city was abandoned by the end of the 16th century. Today, it is one of the best-preserved coastal Maya sites.
- Blaise de Vigenère (1523 - 1596)
- Fitz Hugh Ludlow (1836 - 1870)
The Hasheesh Eater
- Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 - 1882)
Nature
- Gaston Bachelard (1884 - 1962)
The Poetics of Space
- Maurice Tuchman (1936 - )
“Hidden Meanings in Abstract Art"
in The Spiritual in Art: Abstract Painting 1890-1985
- Werner Heisenberg (1901 - 1976)
Physics and Philosophy
- Jorge Luis Borges (1899 - 1986)
"Morphology rests on the conviction that everything that exists must signify and reveal itself. From the first physical and chemical elements to the spiritual expression of man we find this principle to hold. We turn immediately to that which has form. The inorganic, the vegetative, the animal, the human. Each one signifies itself, each one appears as what it is to our external and our internal sense. Form is something changeable, something becoming, something passing. The doctrine of metamorphosis is the key to all of the signs of nature."
"I know that this world is a world of imagination and vision. I see every thing I paint in this world, but everybody does not see alike. To the eyes of a miser a guinea is far more beautiful than the Sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes. The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing which stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity, and by these I shall not regulate my proportions; and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself."
- Max Planck (1858 - 1947)
- René Guénon (1886 - 1951)
Fundamental Symbols, The Universal Language of Sacred Science
- Vincent van Gogh (1853 - 1890)
The Letters of Vincent van Gogh
- Daniil Kharms (1905 - 1942)
Postscript. Daniil Kharms is one of my all-time favorite authors of the "absurd." The best, purest form of absurdist literature - such as its uniquely Russian incarnation (called the Oberiu) in the 1920s and 1930s, which included such luminaries as Alexander Vvedensky, Nikolai Zabolotsky, and Konstantin Vaginov - shares much with its spiritual cousin, the Zen koan. Its twists of logic, humor, and hallucinatory distortions of babble and reality often - unexpectedly - point to the deepest truths. For those of you who share my affection for these kinds of inner journeys of discovery, a great place to start is with this collection of Kharms' writings: Today I Wrote Nothing, from which the following passage is quoted (from the story, “The Werld”):
"I told myself that I see the world. But the whole world was not accessible to my gaze, and I saw only parts of the world. And everything that I saw I called parts of the world. And I examined the properties of these parts and, examining these properties, I wrought science. I understood that the parts have intelligent properties and that the same parts have unintelligent properties. And there were such parts of the world which could think. And all these parts resembled one another, and I resembled them. And I spoke with these parts. And suddenly I ceased seeing them and, soon after, other parts as well. But then I understood that I do not see parts independently, but I see it all at once. At first I thought that is was NOTHING. But then I understood that this was the world and what I had seen before was NOT the world.
And then I realized
I am the world.
But the world - is not me.
Although at the same time
I am the world.
But the world's not me.
And I'm the world.
But the world's not me.
And I'm the world.
But the world's not me.
And I'm the world.
And after that
I didn't think anymore more."
- Umberto Eco (1932 - 2016)
Semiotics and the Philosophy of Language
- Aldous Huxley (1894 - 1963)