Monday, July 10, 2006
L e s t W e H a d F o r g o t t e n
Some things just go out of style over time.
Other ideas are too dangerous to keep.
Some experiences get thrown out.
But
There's the saying the Old Gods never died.
Moving from the Victorian age, when Darwin had explained the mystery of life by calling it the survival of the fittest, and including Pasteurization as a means to stay healthy (as opposed to Faith and Prayer), and then on through the industrial revolution, when sustenance could be manufactured in vast quantities, without issuing out of that Great Bounty of our Lord, some things were beginning to be lost and forgotten.
The City, synthetic and removed from Nature and the Pastoral, thrived.
The Country, beautiful as it was, became a holiday haven for the well to do.
With the loss of Natural Precedence, certain aspects of Life began to disappear.
Magic and Superstition, the explanation of Natural phenomena by means of Spirit or Animism rapidly was thrown out as being provincial and uneducated.
And as Society moved into it's positivistic, or scientific mode of representing Nature, the Gnomes, the Faeries, the Salamanders and the Nimbus and Sylphs went the way of the Unicorns and Dragons.
But, just because these aspects of Nature disappeared from the synthetic realm of the senses, only means they took root in that more nebulous realm of Intuition...in Dream...in the Unconscious.
And let's not be discriminating in a bad way in our explanation of Realms.
For a stick bends when it's put in the water, and the road ahead comes to an infinitesmally small point.
And a dream of a loved one...
Just as real as the waking apparition.
Plato enshrined Imagination as the base for Belief, Knowledge and Intelligence.
Perhaps this is why Einstein proclaimed Imagination is more important than Intelligence...realizing that with out a Base, a Capstone could not be put.
So while Eliphas Levi counselled that Religion is Magic approved by the Authorities,
That Magic could never bid us farewell with the onset of Dogma.
So, in our postmodeern time, as we have forgotten that everything that we see, that everything that we use, that everything that we consume, that everything we partake, comes from Mother Earth, whereby we have simply modified our synthesis to the point we look upon Her products as unearthly.
And unless She, and those who would inhabit Her realm be forgotten....
We remember Them and Her through Story, thorough Drama, through Film, through Superstition...through Memory...whether conscious or not.
In our present day, sometimes we choose not to walk beneath the ladder.
Or we may throw a pinch of salt over our shoulder.
Or even 'God Bless' someone who has just sneezed.
And all other kind of Apocryphal Acts that have no basis in the Canon.
Hence, the once real objects of the senses are carried forward by our Myth...
And for this, our lives are truly enriched.
Sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse...
But we are enriched all the same!
Some things just go out of style over time.
Other ideas are too dangerous to keep.
Some experiences get thrown out.
But
There's the saying the Old Gods never died.
Moving from the Victorian age, when Darwin had explained the mystery of life by calling it the survival of the fittest, and including Pasteurization as a means to stay healthy (as opposed to Faith and Prayer), and then on through the industrial revolution, when sustenance could be manufactured in vast quantities, without issuing out of that Great Bounty of our Lord, some things were beginning to be lost and forgotten.
The City, synthetic and removed from Nature and the Pastoral, thrived.
The Country, beautiful as it was, became a holiday haven for the well to do.
With the loss of Natural Precedence, certain aspects of Life began to disappear.
Magic and Superstition, the explanation of Natural phenomena by means of Spirit or Animism rapidly was thrown out as being provincial and uneducated.
And as Society moved into it's positivistic, or scientific mode of representing Nature, the Gnomes, the Faeries, the Salamanders and the Nimbus and Sylphs went the way of the Unicorns and Dragons.
But, just because these aspects of Nature disappeared from the synthetic realm of the senses, only means they took root in that more nebulous realm of Intuition...in Dream...in the Unconscious.
And let's not be discriminating in a bad way in our explanation of Realms.
For a stick bends when it's put in the water, and the road ahead comes to an infinitesmally small point.
And a dream of a loved one...
Just as real as the waking apparition.
Plato enshrined Imagination as the base for Belief, Knowledge and Intelligence.
Perhaps this is why Einstein proclaimed Imagination is more important than Intelligence...realizing that with out a Base, a Capstone could not be put.
So while Eliphas Levi counselled that Religion is Magic approved by the Authorities,
That Magic could never bid us farewell with the onset of Dogma.
So, in our postmodeern time, as we have forgotten that everything that we see, that everything that we use, that everything that we consume, that everything we partake, comes from Mother Earth, whereby we have simply modified our synthesis to the point we look upon Her products as unearthly.
And unless She, and those who would inhabit Her realm be forgotten....
We remember Them and Her through Story, thorough Drama, through Film, through Superstition...through Memory...whether conscious or not.
In our present day, sometimes we choose not to walk beneath the ladder.
Or we may throw a pinch of salt over our shoulder.
Or even 'God Bless' someone who has just sneezed.
And all other kind of Apocryphal Acts that have no basis in the Canon.
Hence, the once real objects of the senses are carried forward by our Myth...
And for this, our lives are truly enriched.
Sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse...
But we are enriched all the same!
