164 Philosophy
164_Philosophy
Etymology_
Sap(1): ‘undermine’
Sap(2): ‘explore’
Sap(3): ‘sapwood’
Sap(4): ‘sapling’
Sapient: ‘being wise’
Hagia Sophia: ‘holy wisdom’
Philosophy: ‘love of wisdom’
Sophisticate: ‘reason in a complex & educated manner/ tampered with’
Unsophisticated: ‘uncultured’
Innocent: ‘not to hurt’
Righteous: ‘right’
Bounteous: ‘bounty’ (Change to righteous in the 16th C.)
Plenteous: ‘plenty’
We need in culture, sophistication in life, around the corner, however, much the flesh entices us, as the flesh became word. Or do we?
Infatuation plays its part in childhood fantasy, but flesh without word, is a woman without God. For love is compassion, not intrigue to reveal more than is already revealed. But the lure of enticement can be a vision – but to keep passing by. So, keep walking. Real men are not partisan to flesh for the sake of flesh, but the libido dictates over the mind, and attraction ignites. Yet, it is to feel positive in another’s beauty, from within.
We may meet someone in the supermarket or on the train, who is well endowed, but that is flesh unforeseen that you know nothing of. Whom they are and where they have been. The misogynist forgets the fragility of the body. We all need to find our freedom. Freedom of expression whether figurative or not, in an honest and genuine way. Build good memories. To thank someone is unbelievably powerful.
We need ‘innocence’: righteousness, and sophistication: to be taught, and adulterated: both innocent and plentiful?
“There the tale ended. The briefest of intervals followed.
Leucónoë
then took her turn to speak, while her sisters listened in
silence:
‘Even the Sun who sways the world with his brilliant star
Has fallen in love. My story’s title is “Love of the Sun
God”.*
This god is supposed to have been the first to spy the affair
between Mars and Venus;* this god is the first, in fact, to
spy everything.
Shocked, he reported Venus’ betrayal to Vulcan, her
husband,
and also disclosed where the son of Juno could catch the
offenders.
Vulcan’s feelings were shattered; the piece of work he was
crafting
dropped from his hands. At once he designed an intricate
netting
by way of trap, consisting of brazen links so fine
that the eye couldn’t see them. The thinnest of wool threads
couldn’t be finer,
nor even a spider’s web slung down from the height of a
roof-beam.
He made the contrivance react to the gentlest of touches
and slightest
of movements, deftly arranging it all to encircle the bed.
So when his wife and her paramour entered the chamber
together
the husband’s exquisite art and ingenious netting enabled
the pair to be caught, unable to move, in the midst of
their love-making.
Instantly Vulcan threw open the ivory doors and
admitted
the other gods. There were the guilty ones lying
together, entwined
in their shame! The gods were amused, and one of
them murmured: “If only
I could be shamed like that!” Then all of them burst
into laughter.
This story went the rounds of the sky for a long time
Afterwards.[i]
Why the Gods were amused, it is not netting that catches us but God himself.
Polygamy is not a philosophy I adhere to, but I do understand for a man it is a quest to conquer beauty. As an aroused state of mind, that only sex will satisfy. If we take the 5 ways of wellness:
1. To connect
2. To be active
3. To take notice
4. To keep learning
5. To give back.[ii]
Then the act of sexual intercourse adheres to all these 5 wellness reminders. But polygamy tends to be a male dominated pastime. And how is your poor love meant to embrace you as someone who cares once the netting has dropped? Is monogamy so hard, is marriage too much of a commitment, or is it an ever-changing pervasion?
“The most submissive thing in the world can ride roughshod over the hardest in the world – that which is without substance entering that which has no crevices.
That is why I know the benefit of resorting to no action. The teaching that uses no words, the benefit of resorting to no action, these are beyond the understanding of all but a very few in the world.”[iii]
Men somewhat expect their woman to be submissive in what is now an age of Women’s rights coming through, so really she may be, but she also has a mind of her own!
The morality of letting go of infatuation and saying the expression of the arousal, will better break the ice, and make for a better relation in the atmosphere of social interaction.
We are never a part of an act unless stated and therefore deleted but enticed to see our true love by indirect connotations of sex, love, and intimacy.
“1464
6th October
Yesterday I forgot to note the little sequel to the dance.
Tradate was asked what he meant when he said that his own self was the word that could penetrate non-existence.
He was visibly confused by the question and could do no more than repeat what he had already said.
Painters are strange; they talk nearly all the time, but when they are asked to express themselves about something specific, they fall silent, as though under a sudden snowfall of images and visions.
I happened to be reminded of the famous words uttered by the blessed Pius II as he was whirling into Mantua for the Congress of ’59, borne on his way by the twelve bastards from Este who were riding hell for leather so that the snow-white beasts were frothing at the mouth; with a squeaky voice, which carried right over the sound of the hoof-beats and the human din, the Pope could be heard exclaiming: “Within the storm the storm is a cloud that stands still.”
In the same way Tradate succeeded in giving expression to what he meant; for while Antenorea and Manfredi staggered under the burdensome problem of non-existence, he drew the room we sat in, drew the opening out into the misty morning landscape, drew the people present, but did not draw us in the room at the tables where we sat. He drew us as pictures on the walls, from where we looked at the room with the empty chairs and the tables which were also empty, with the exception of one, namely the one at which Tradate was actually sitting; on it he drew an apple and a knife so life like that all the pictured people’s mouths watered at the sight of it.
Nobody else saw the drawing because they were all caught up in the entertainment provided by Antenorea and Manfredi’s wild reasoning, which went more or less like this:
(“There is no difference between existence and non-existence. Non-existence is only a word, but the word is always a person, and the person is the dimension in the human being that lives in love for what is not yet created, for what is lacking. What is lacking is the Soul, or God, and before we have created them, we are forced to believe that there is a difference between existence and non-existence.”)”[iv]
The Vowels: A,E,I,O,U/
The Consonants: B,C,D,F,G,H,J,K,L,M,N,P,Q,R,S,T,V,W,X,Y,Z/
So, there is something missing in the I.O.U. of consonant belief that in God to act mystically and morally right among friends and acquaintances. We may imagine holding the breast of a friend, but we do not act on those primeval thoughts, we stop and pray for the dukes and duchesses within us to find beauty something to pontificate, meant as pleasant banter.
There is a class act of upper and lower playing the fool to be a polygamist, yet the middle: tend to know best, or do they? They learn more as radicals, less traditionalist, yet, that is a polygamist. So, maybe class does not define polygamy, but non-existence, an anonymity to be known for a lacking! We are by nature amplified in our traumas and doubts by arousal of pre-determined natures and may never change. But it would do us good to learn: ‘the 4th wellness reminder’. By way of non-existence we are merely corporeal in our learning of the same, interpreted & applied in existence though, as different to each other.
“In 1640 the controversial book of the Dutch Catholic Cornelius Jansen was published, which, like the new Calvinism, preached a frightening God who had predestined all men except the elect to eternal damnation. Naturally Calvinists praised the book, finding that it ‘taught the doctrine of the irresistible power of the grace of God that is correct and in accordance with Reformed doctrine’.
How can we account for this widespread fear and dismay in Europe? It was a period of extreme anxiety: a new kind of society, based on science and technology, was beginning to emerge that would shortly conquer the world. Yet God seemed unable to alleviate these fears and provide the consolation that the Sephardic Jews, for example, had found in the myths of Isaac Luria. The Christians of the West had always seemed to find that God was something of a strain and the Reformers, who had sought to allay these religious anxieties, seem ultimately to have made matters worse. The God of the West, who was believed to predestine millions of human beings to everlasting damnation, had become even more frightening than the harsh deity envisaged by Tertullian or Augustine in his darker moments. Could it be that a deliberately imaginative conception of God, based on mythology and mysticism, is more effective as a means of giving his people courage to survive tragedy and distress than a God whose myths are interpreted literally?”[v]
We stand here today, some with a passion for the literal myth of God, and real voice recognition and guidance, others subdued by myth and mystique that banishes them from other worldliness. It is important to believe in God and avoid the no-longer real polygamist stance, or an attitude of pride over your preferred sex, without ever achieving a real relationship.
To unravel us we find we need God to understand our past mistakes, and work through our present failing obscurity to be present in his righteousness, and to live a part of life as both seemingly ‘good & bad’ for this generation, sane and provocative, sexy and subdued, in order to find our esteem for the drug of life takes over to be the driving force of what we still know as: ‘the good life’. And so, we go on asking for forgiveness, until we have perfected our inner calm.
“Thanks to what we have learned, and are still learning, about our planet from space research, the whole picture has recently changed. We have had a moon’s-eye view of our home in space as it orbits the sun, and we are suddenly aware of being citizens of no mean planet, however mean and squalid the human contribution to this panorama may be in close-up. Whatever happened in the distant past, we are undoubtedly a living part of a strange and beautiful anomaly in our solar system. . . . .
The atmosphere has several well-defined layers. An astronaut travelling upwards from the surface would first pass through the troposphere, the lowest and densest layer. The region of air extends up to about seven miles and is where nearly all the clouds and the weather are. It is also ‘the air’ for nearly all air-breathing creatures, where there is a direct interaction between the living and gaseous parts of Gaia. It includes more than three-quarters of the total mass. An interesting and unexpected feature of the troposphere, not shared by the other atmospheric layers, is a division into two parts, with the line of separation near the equator. Air from the north and south does not freely mix, as any observer travelling on a ship through tropical regions will readily perceive from the difference in clarity of the skies between the clean southern and the relatively dirty northern hemispheres.”[vi]
Have we in the Northern hemisphere without a tradition of faith in God through an agrarian connection to nature; meaning a predominant relationship made to the urban realm, sufficed ourselves to industrialise with our conception of sex in the city and force ourselves a man-made problem over years of self-vanity to cure our own problems of making as an in-born forced challenge to tip the market out of conceit?
Our ‘blue marble’ more importantly has lost its spunk, the birds look shattered, the plants are wailing, and the life is not what it used to be. So, do not be frightened to play the game, and make life. We cannot find it, so, we will make it. Through the powers of love, sex, courage, and determination. Our philosophy is not what the spaceman will save us from in his picture back to us of what is available out there, or how innocent we look, and unsophisticated?! But culture will rapidly change into a more inviting sense of contentment to braise the truth, that we are just passers-by until we can speak of other things.
Love AB x.
[i] Naso, Ovidius, Publius, (OVID), Metamorphoses, Translated by David Raeburn, Penguin Classics, Penguin Books, London, UK, 2004, p.139-140.
[ii] Health in Mind, https://www.health-in-mind.org.uk/wellbeing_resources/5_ways_to_wellbeing/d140/, Edinburgh, Scotland, COPYRIGHT, 2021.
[iii] TZU, LAO, Tao Te Ching, Translated by D.C.Lau, Penguin Classics, Penguin Books, London, UK, 1963, p.50.
[iv] Christensen, Inger, The Painted Room, A Tale of Mantua, Translated from the Danish by Denise Newman, The Harvill Press, London, UK, 2000, p.20-22, (Originally published in Danish, Copenhagen, Denmark, 1976.)
[v] Armstrong, Karen, A History of God, Vintage Books, London, UK, 1999, p.336-337, (Originally published by William Heinemann Ltd., UK, 1993.)
[vi] Lovelock, James, GAIA, Oxford University Press, Oxford Landmark Science, UK, 2106, p.59-60, (Originally published, Oxford University Press, UK, 1979, 1987, 1995, 2000, 2009.)
(LOVE IS COMPASSION.)
