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Posted by Carmody
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What I'm trying to say with my earlier post (second last) is that you cannot simply buy wisdom by flipping a nickel at it. You have to live it, and that means all it's myriad colors, both the horror and the beauty..... and find your own balance point within.
More on perfection. Jorge-Luis Borges describes
The Invention of Morel, a novella by Adolfo Bioy Casares, as being perfect, i.e. everything in place with no loose ends, both narratively and fictionally. It is the story of how a fugitive on a now desert island discovers that he is witnessing a hologram, with people coming and going who are not actually there, except on a spring tide that triggers the projection. He contrives to get into the technical area, where he manages to put the machine on record in order to insert himself into a scenario chatting up the heroine whose every move and word he knows by heart.
There is of course a gaping hole in all this perfection. This story was written thirty or forty years before video cassette recorders came on the market, and for anyone who has tried to operate one of those, this guy has to throw the mother of all magic switches to get this machine to work, ‘flipping a nickel at it’ if you will. Nothing is ever complete or seamless, as the sculptor Rodin knew well. He liked to show just bits and even the seams from his plaster casts.
These are not flaws but indications of the technical area, the backshop that makes anything possible. What you see is the result of what you don’t see. In other words, our 3D world is a projection from a higher dimension.