Yeats
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Corpsey
bandz ahoy
It's in the same vein as
"O chestnut tree, great rooted blossomer,
Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole?
O body swayed to music, O brightening glance,
How can we know the dancer from the dance?"
Corpsey
bandz ahoy
"How but in custom and in ceremony
Are innocence and beauty born?
Ceremony's a name for the rich horn,
And custom for the spreading laurel tree."
Yeats is quite a psychedelic poet, really, and it's very odd because his tone is so lofty and pseudo aristocratic.
Not that he smoked opium or anything, so far as I know. Some people say acid is a shortcut to transcendence in the mystical/religious mode.
Are innocence and beauty born?
Ceremony's a name for the rich horn,
And custom for the spreading laurel tree."
Yeats is quite a psychedelic poet, really, and it's very odd because his tone is so lofty and pseudo aristocratic.
Not that he smoked opium or anything, so far as I know. Some people say acid is a shortcut to transcendence in the mystical/religious mode.
version
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This is one of my favourite tree quotes,
"Consider," replies the Geomancer, "-Adam and Eve ate fruit from a Tree, and were enlighten'd. The Buddha sat beneath a Tree, and he was enlighten'd. Newton, also sitting beneath a Tree, was hit by a falling apple,- and he was enlighten'd. A quick overview would suggest that Trees produce Enlightenment. Trees are not the Problem. The Forest is not an Agent of Darkness.
"Consider," replies the Geomancer, "-Adam and Eve ate fruit from a Tree, and were enlighten'd. The Buddha sat beneath a Tree, and he was enlighten'd. Newton, also sitting beneath a Tree, was hit by a falling apple,- and he was enlighten'd. A quick overview would suggest that Trees produce Enlightenment. Trees are not the Problem. The Forest is not an Agent of Darkness.
Corpsey
bandz ahoy
To be a tad boring about it, LSD disables your default mode network, so that different areas of your brain that don't usually "talk" to each other can communicate and merge. Hence being able to see sounds and so on.
And metaphor/symbolism is a sort of willed merging of that kind. It's blending two images or concepts - and in the recognition of the connection between disparate things we arguably can obtain a fleeting sense of transcendence.
Again, Joyce - the snow in the Dead.
And metaphor/symbolism is a sort of willed merging of that kind. It's blending two images or concepts - and in the recognition of the connection between disparate things we arguably can obtain a fleeting sense of transcendence.
Again, Joyce - the snow in the Dead.
Corpsey
bandz ahoy
This is where the lineage of Milton Blake and Yeats connect - the imagination as portal to higher meaning. The use of symbolic characters and world's. And the grand manner (Milton writing English as if in Latin, Blake's michelangesque drawings) used to evoke that.
I mean Eliot's a really interesting one to compare to Yeats cos he subverts and obliterates that grand manner while still struggling tormentedly towards some sort of spiritual oasis in the desert of modernity.
luka
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The walks I go on remind me of my drug walks. The same sense of being in a magic fairyland. Everything ravishingly beautiful and enchanted