I continue to find joy in the spontaneous Dzogchen theme manifestation in your books and talks.
Root text, when the background disappears there is no foreground, the aesthetic effort of erasing the primacy of the aesthetic dimension.
I thought of that D.H. Lawrence essay about Adolf the rabbit. When I was a kid I just liked the rabbit and felt joy for the fullness of its rehabilitation. Then in college I thought Adolf was an exemplar of Schopenhauer's equating physical form with shape of desire and an expression of Lawrence's aesthetic view of human creativity as the Schopenhauerian shape of human desire -- writer/observer/maker rather than athlete. Now I'm focusing on Adolf's rabbit-rabbit gap and nameless desire, and Lawrence's tragic need to decide where to permit Adolf to go in the peak of his desire-form -- Adolf runs into the forest, and the narrator's father tells stories about subsequently seeing Adolf running past the coal mine, apparently unable to disappear into nature out of appreciation for his part-human history.
I continue to find joy in the spontaneous Dzogchen theme manifestation in your books and talks.
ReplyDeleteRoot text, when the background disappears there is no foreground, the aesthetic effort of erasing the primacy of the aesthetic dimension.
I thought of that D.H. Lawrence essay about Adolf the rabbit. When I was a kid I just liked the rabbit and felt joy for the fullness of its rehabilitation. Then in college I thought Adolf was an exemplar of Schopenhauer's equating physical form with shape of desire and an expression of Lawrence's aesthetic view of human creativity as the Schopenhauerian shape of human desire -- writer/observer/maker rather than athlete. Now I'm focusing on Adolf's rabbit-rabbit gap and nameless desire, and Lawrence's tragic need to decide where to permit Adolf to go in the peak of his desire-form -- Adolf runs into the forest, and the narrator's father tells stories about subsequently seeing Adolf running past the coal mine, apparently unable to disappear into nature out of appreciation for his part-human history.