There is a solitude in the night when you are very still and quiet and motionless inside. It relates you to the cosmos. It is not pressured. Not false. Not pretentious in any way. It is wired. And in that sense of inner clarity; it was clarified by the Indians after all, that in life, in the center of nature there are three forces:
Momentum is like coffee or horses or horse power.
Activity is mental issue and physical therapy.
Clarity is key.
Without clarity it is like the mind becomes overtaken by the forces of momentum and the ill effects of self sabotage.
There is a very old myth about an elephant that comes to the city of the blind. Many different things and descriptions are given by different blind people who see only a part of the elephant.
But the word “Angles.” It is the root of the word England and Los Angeles. It comes form the Ancient Greek. The Greek of Parmenides and Empedocles and Pythagoras. And it is aligned with the Greek word Logos and Tumos. And it means symmetry. The common sense in alignment with the nature of the nature of the whole
And the French writer St. Eupery, he wrote the book Le Petit Prince. It’s a beautiful story of a child from a different world, a magical child, who imagines an elephant where others cannot. But it’s just a story. A lovely powerful story.
What Darwin got right in his last paragraph of his first edition of the Origin of Species – was the feature of life to go on evolving. That is an aspect of its nature. Life’s nature, that is. To be sure. But what he overlooked, in that last paragraph, the one in his first edition of the Origin of Species, was that life didn’t come from a few forms. It came from one.
When you follow the chain down – to the essence of the simplest of organic life’s chemistry it starts in stars with hydrogen. One might quibble and say that’s not technically organic life – you need carbon and oxygen for that. But, you see Parmenides and Empedocles and Pythagoras were absolutely right. There is a very beautiful and very specific and very gracious set of angles, a hidden symmetry in nature. And worthy of a discerning eye. For in man, in man there is a tremendous heartbeat, beyond his reckless attachment to his pain mechanisms and his victimhood and his defenses and his wholly unjustified self-pity.
For in man, is the paragon of the animals, implicate in every man woman and child is a gardener and a sailor and a navigator and a thinker and many other things, metaphorically and otherwise – and may I clarify: not a rethinking – a thinker who uses his mind and his heart and his sinew to clarify his intelligence. That is a man. That is potential in the human being.
I never liked Homo sapiens sapiens as a nomenclature for the species. I don’t care if they change it. But to me the wise name, in Latin, in the scientific term for our species – to say the twice wise ape seems redundant.
Homo sapiens fabula
The ape who is as wise as the stories he tells himself. My favorite quote of Einstein is when he said:
“If you want your children to be smart, have them read stories. If you want you kids to be really smart, have them read lots of stories.”
We leave tracks in the sands of time. For that is dignified.
As the paragon of the animals.
The oldest people on this Earth are the South African Bushmen.
They have a saying:
When you die, you die and the wind blows away your footsteps.
It is dignified and fitting that we leave this planet a better place in every healed way we can.
Then the wind can treasure its moment.
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