You know there’s so much good music out there, good poems, good art, you can just consume it like food. And then you think Art is like a Metaphor for the most innermost part of your being actualized. You know like dancing is a metaphor for effortless motion, and singing a metaphor for exuberance. Art kind of like points us in the direction of , “Hey, Life is over here.”
Art is a symbol for what to do next, except no one ever does it, although they love to “entertain” the idea. And what is more no none will ever do it. The Goddess of the Ancient Temple of Sais says, “No one has yet lifted my veil.”
Update: 12/4/11 – I remember reading recently that Joseph Campbell said that “Art is the clothing of a revelation.” Now, if I’m thinking in terms of mythos, what do the monsters of Fairy Tales and Mythologies stand for? What are they metaphors for? They seem to be metaphors for something that is blocking, disrupting the revelation.
|by Elizabeth Bishop|
The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn't hard to master. Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring disaster. I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or next-to-last, of three loved houses went. The art of losing isn't hard to master. I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster. --Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident the art of losing's not too hard to master though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.