Monday, July 07, 2003

I'm understanding more and more the meaning and frame of mind that we attach to our lives. Speaking with Jason on the subject of power and prosperity I see amply why when possess this thing called ambition, and it saddens me to some degrree. There is unfortunately not enough of physical life to support the ambitions of every man, and as consiquence, the world we live in is both immaculate, and flawed.

Also, as I watched the last theatric release for Ruroni Kenshin today I saw evidence of this further. While I try to limit the truth I infer and draw from fictional works I do try to take into acount the circumstances and direction of the artists life that drove him to construct such a world - for a far more deadly artist, a politician, a buisnessman, a military leader, who takes that same vision and implements it upon our real lives does the same thing as an artist - but in a far more sureal and concrete way. The decisions of these men become the reality of our lives, and we go on unaware of it. Seeing this movie made me realize that artists of any kind understand just as much as a militaristic or industriatve mind does, and perhaps even further so, in that they can conceive these things with out taking action, and exposing mankind to the consiquences of such fatal mistakes as war.

Comming full circle now to Zen, and more immediately my growing feelings for Karla, this understanding I've gained helps me even further with both aspects of life, as though they are both mirriors at my right and left side - I cannot behold them both. However, Knowing what I do of art now, and how it relates to Karla, I can see into her mirrior and precieve her being and understand her far more so than before in relation to the universe than I could have before. So it no longer tears at me that I must choose one of the other, I can still keep sight of Zen through karla's actions. Like wise should Karla ever decide to give up attachment, she will likely see the Universe in me - just as I do within her.

Ineresting how an afternoon in the dark can bring a man to such understanding - it's always the last place you look, and in my experiance, it's always involved crappy springs pressing against my back. You'd think one of these days I'd just replace the matress, wouldn't you?

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