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Saturday, March 05, 2016

SI RESPETÁRAMOS SOLO



Si respetáramos solo lo que es inevitable y tiene derecho a existir, la música y la poesía resonarían en las calles

HDT (Walden, Capítulo 2)


[21] Shams and delusions are esteemed for soundest truths, while reality is fabulous. If men would steadily observe realities only, and not allow themselves to be deluded, life, to compare it with such things as we know, would be like a fairy tale and the Arabian Nights' Entertainments. If we respected only what is inevitable and has a right to be, music and poetry would resound along the streets. When we are unhurried and wise, we perceive that only great and worthy things have any permanent and absolute existence, that petty fears and petty pleasures are but the shadow of the reality. This is always exhilarating and sublime. By closing the eyes and slumbering, and consenting to be deceived by shows, men establish and confirm their daily life of routine and habit everywhere, which still is built on purely illusory foundations. Children, who play life, discern its true law and relations more clearly than men, who fail to live it worthily, but who think that they are wiser by experience, that is, by failure. I have read in a Hindoo book, that "there was a king's son, who, being expelled in infancy from his native city, was brought up by a forester, and, growing up to maturity in that state, imagined himself to belong to the barbarous race with which he lived. One of his father's ministers having discovered him, revealed to him what he was, and the misconception of his character was removed, and he knew himself to be a prince. So soul," continues the Hindoo philosopher, "from the circumstances in which it is placed, mistakes its own character, until the truth is revealed to it by some holy teacher, and then it knows itself to be Brahme

(Walden)

El conocimiento no nos llega por los detalles sino por entregas de los dioses

HDT


El conocimiento no nos llega por los detalles sino en destellos de luz del cielo

HDT

(Life without Principle)

Lo que hacemos mejor o más perfectamente es lo que hemos aprendido más detalladamente por la práctica más continuada, y al final cae de nosotros sin avisarlo, como una hoja de un árbol

HDT

(Diario 11 de marzo de 1859)


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