"More volumes in the same vein were to follow during the course of years: Water and Dreams, Air and Revery, The Earth and the Reveries of the Will, The Earth and the Reveries of Rest, in which Bachelard was resolutely turning from the universe of reason and science to that of imagination and poetry."
-reads like a excepts from a Borges story
"Referring to Anna tersa Tymieniecka's book Phenomenology and science, we can say that for Minkowski, the essence of life is not "a feeling of being, of existence," but a feeeling of participation in a flowing onward, necessarily expressed in terms of time, and secondarily expressed in terms of space."
-where are we going? i often ask myself. yesterday i posed a question to sarah louis, "if you and the love of your life, were both set and well off, would you have a child? the baby would have to be born into this world." sarah louis, says she doesn't want a baby, and never gave me an answer. the recent phenomenon for me, is that today, there are more people living in cities than rural areas, it a new era now. the birth rate is traditionally negative in urban areas, what will happen now?
A Roman said to a shoemaker who had directed his gaze too high:
Ne sutor ultra crepidam.
Every time there is a question of pure subblimation, when the very being of poetry must be determined, shouldn't the phenomenologist say to the psychoanalyst:
Ne psuchor ultra uterum.
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