Well, I don’t know what it’s like other places, but here in this little corner of Laniakea, the trees grow upward.
Day: January 20, 2020
Caveat: what we see
“I believe that nothing can be more abstract, more unreal, than what we actually see. We know that all that we can see of the objective world, as human beings, never really exists as we see and understand it. Matter exists, of course, but has no intrinsic meaning of its own, such as the meanings that we attach to it. Only we can know that a cup is a cup, that a tree is a tree.” – Giorgio Morandi (Italian painter, 1890-1964)
Natura Morta, oil on canvas, 1956.
Unrelated: what we don’t see…
“‘Why does God not show Himself?’ – ‘Are you worthy?’ – ‘Yes.’ – ‘You are very presumptuous, and thus unworthy.’ – ‘No.’ – ‘Then you are just unworthy.'” – attributed to Pascal
Caveat: Poem #1268 “Eleventh stanza (bis)”
"Great," he said - demons will talk in such ways, staking out claims on precarious days. Trust isn't easy with creatures like that. Souls are in question, beliefs are at bat.
– a pair of rhymed tetrameter couplets