moving toward some irrevocable conclusion
through the disorder of the room
bearing trumpets to her wisdom
came my father, fitting groom
through the jumbled furniture of faces
he lurches out to her to scream
‘i’ve been hit, been hit by mortar scrap’
he awakes to find her spinning dreams
‘my books are in confusion,’
was the wizzar wife at rest?
‘my mind a shattered vessel
where words like jumbled sounds infest’
she folded up her wings and said
‘tomorrow,’ with a smile,
‘you’ll go out side the sun will hasten
to stay with you a while’
‘you’ll see me rise upon fountains of air
wing out into the mists.’
where is your darkling spirit?
where lies it, under brutal fists?
‘the place is in a shambles
with all the doors and exits blocked
i smell the gas and hear the firing
i feel the building rock!’
There are of course myriad bookstores I have rummaged through . . . a slowly vanishing species of places . . .
And the libraries I have explored . . .
British Museum Library — I spent a lot of time here.
The rest of my time I spent next door in the Senate House library which was more accessible.
The rest of the time I spent at LSE in their library . . .
And then of course the library at the school of Oriental and African Studies . . .
These among others for instance
- University of Kansas Library
- University of Berkeley Library
- Claremont Libraries
- UCLA Library
- UCI Library
- UC Riverside Library
The world of books as seen by the visionary David Dalla Venezia
Mimesis . . .
The bright idea . . .
Melancholia . . .
Finding a direction . . . a problematic . . .
Self-Consciousness . . .
Discovering Incoherence and Internal contradiction . . .
Representation . . . Repetition . . . Recursion . . . Reflection . . . Reference . . .
Coming to terms with with the tradition . . .
Finding the few rare ideas worth thinking through . . .
Struggle for Self-Knowledge . . . Apollo “Know Thy Self” . . .
Reflexive Consciousness Self-bootstrapping . . . Spirit . . .
Being overwhelmed by the tradition . . .
Finding a way to survive within the tsunami information from the tradition . . .
Peircian Thirds . . . Mediation . . . Theories . . . Trinities . . . Sublimations
Peircian Seconds . . . Duality . . . Distinctions . . . Discriminations . . .
Searching for First principles . . . Or Peircian Firsts . . . Or the Indubitable . . .
The appearance of a Ground . . .
Emptiness . . .
Fata Morgana . . . Nephele . . . (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fata_Morgana_(mirage))
Nietzsche said “Truth is a woman.”
. . . Hera . . . Athena . . . Aphrodite & only one Golden Apple from Eris . . .
The Void . . .
Falling . . .
Groundlessness . . .
Mimesis in the abyss . . .
Nietzsche signed his last letters “Dionysus” . . . .
Chaos, Night, Covering, the Abyss . . .
The artist in spite of himself . . .
But still I agree with the sentiment of Ashley Halsey concerning the library
. . .
I think Pamela Zagarenski says it best in her work . . .
[permission given by artist to use her work, copyright of her wonderful work belongs to her]
But of course the goal is ultimately something different . . .
One of four directions . . .
For the full effect see: http://www.360cities.net/image/iran-isfahan-sheikh-lotfallah-mosque
Inside Empty, outside Void and between them . . .
That ultimate goal is known in Sufism as immersion in the deeper nondual of Manifestation (fana = ‘annihilation’ in Tajalliat of the Sifat) between surface the nonduals of Emptiness and Void and falling into the deepest nondual of the Amanifest (baqah = ‘going on’ in the Dhat).
But then we must always seek more deeply into ‘the going on of going on’ and the ‘annihilation of annihilation’.
Thus the meta-levels of Non-existence give us insight into and realization of the unreachable profound depths of the nondual.
An excellent example of the road toward this end is given in the poetry of Stonehouse translated by Red Pine. http://books.google.com/books?id=ANx9PwAACAAJ&dq