He has rejected a great many books that he liked before the War, as well as a great many trends in painting or music, because they have not stood the test of experience. The work of human thought should withstand the test of brutal, naked reality. If it cannot, it is worthless. Probably only those things are worth while which can preserve their validity in the eyes of man threatened with instant death.”
The Captive Mind
… he imagined the characters frantically researching the mystery in between the on-screen scenes. Every part of the mystery—every atom, cell, dream, and dimension—seemed to lead to more of itself. The more one learned about the everywhere-portal of it, the more of it there was. Maybe it had no end.”
‘When I stand and contemplate my fate and see the path along which you have led me… I reach my end, for artless I surrendered to one who is my undoing and my end.”
-Gabriel García Márquez
Love and Other Demons
Is it possible to find a cure before a cause?
‘… Your mother will be coming any moment now, and she’ll teach you many things.’ Eleseus is eager to learn and asks, ‘When you write on paper, what does it feel like?’—’It feels like almost nothing,’ the father answers, ‘just like being empty-handed.’—’But doesn’t he slip, like on the ice?’—’Who?’—’The pen you write with?’—’Uh-huh. Well you have to learn to steer him.'”
Growth of the Soil
Had a dream he’d edit me.
Why not honor the complexity + beauty + deep time of Earthly existence/evolution rather than assert the belief to rationalize beyond it?
Isn’t everyone neurodivergent in some way or another? Aren’t we all both similar and diverse?