Ibn al-Arabi | The Possibilities of Love

O marvel! A garden among the flames… My heart has become capable of all forms. It is a meadow for gazelles and a monastery for Christian monks, a temple for idols and the pilgrim’s Ka’aba, the Tables of the Law and the book of the Koran. I profess the religion of Love, and whatever direction its steed may take, Love is my religion and my faith. ~ Ibn al-Arabi

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Self Exploration

Just as we are inclined to watch the beauty of ripples catching sunlight dancing across the ponds surface as opposed to that which created the ripples, it appears that humanity finds it much easier to explore the mistakes of others rather than the mistakes of oneself. Why are we so afraid of exploring the self? “Mistakes are, after all, the foundations of truth” as Jung stated. As we grow, we perfect the art of adaptation, adaption being a natural function of the human mind in our quest to find balance… equilibrium. Perfecting the art of change, now that is a higher function which requires self-exploration and self-regulation. Vygotsky believed the goal of development is to make the transition from being other-regulated to becoming self-regulated and it would seem that we are orientated towards this existing individuality when, in profound reflection, we note denied reality always finds its way back to us.

René Descartes | On Certainty

I suppose therefore that all things I see are illusions; I believe that nothing has ever existed of everything my lying memory tells me. I think I have no senses. I believe that body, shape, extension, motion, location are functions. What is there then that can be taken as true? Perhaps only this one thing, that nothing at all is certain. ― René Descartes

Fanciful Fables

All the answers to happiness
Are a lie!
A single kiss
Dying as if it were said.
Bluish stone loneliness
Reviews us with
Windchime chanting promises
Philosophy that puts us to sleep
Lullabies submitting us to slumber
And other things will die – the heart.
In a field overgrown
Colours bleed artistically
The trees growth
Is a prayer
Paper lonely poems drawing God’s
In damp breath’s
And I, watch the tree’s prayers
Survival dawning autumn hues
Bleeding jazz notes
That I tilt my mouth towards.
This is how I caress the earths survival
Remembering the memento
Cupping the hiatus in my hands
And carrying the remains
To the pilgrim heart.
How easy we are made homeless.
All the ways to death
Carefully pillaged truths!

Symbolic Reality

Sifting through thoughts scrambled into the far recesses of my mind, I began musing over the unique and powerful symbolic structures attached to our perceptions. In their simplistic state symbols are used throughout our daily lives; media, advertising, sales, politics, education, poetry, music etc. In their more naturalistic and artistic state, symbols represent complex ideas and concepts, a representational construct, if you will. In their more beautiful form they require logical analysis, or our perception of “reality” to be placed aside for an internalised interpretation. All things are internal to our being… what I mean is, reality is not external to the individual, is not a presupposed state of being sitting independently of the person, objects just waiting to be explored, understood and interacted with. Symbolism allows the individual to convey meaning not only to self but directly to others which in turn creates or produces a reactionary “feeling” or internalised interpretation. In this sense, symbolism and emotion hold a delightful systematic relationship, each dependent on the other, affording us a deep and comprehensive understanding of our individual self, that is, the only way to attain an all-encompassing awareness of the complex human experience is with an abstract concept. Reality is a figurative representation of the personal experience.

 

 

 

 

Further Reading:

Alchemy and Symbolism

The Language of Symbolic Logic

Nietzsche and Symbolism

Susanne K. Langer  1895-1985

Contemplating Cause & Effect

Musing: with Plato