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The Quietus | Features | Tome On The Range | Myth, Magic & Social Media: An Interview With Alejandro Jodorowsky

The Quietus | Features | Tome On The Range | Myth, Magic & Social Media: An Interview With Alejandro Jodorowsky.

Sam Harris on the Paradox of Meditation and How to Stretch Our Capacity for Everyday Self-Transcendence | Brain Pickings

Sam Harris on the Paradox of Meditation and How to Stretch Our Capacity for Everyday Self-Transcendence | Brain Pickings.

Former President Jimmy Carter Speaks to the Subjugation of Women by Some Religious Leaders

Former president Jimmy Carter, after 60 years membership in the Southern Baptist Church, has left with the following message:

“At its most repugnant, the belief that women must be subjugated to the wishes of men excuses slavery, violence, forced prostitution, genital mutilation and national laws that omit rape as a crime. But it also costs many millions of girls and women control over their own bodies and lives, and continues to deny them fair access to education, health, employment and influence within their own communities . . .

“The truth is that male religious leaders have had — and still have —an option to interpret holy teachings either to exalt or subjugate women. They have, for their own selfish ends, overwhelmingly chosen the latter. Their continuing choice provides the foundation or justification for much of the pervasive persecution and abuse of women throughout the world.”

~  thanks to poet Margaret Randall for sharing these words.

Eco-Shinto or eco-nationalism? (Part One) / Green Shinto

Eco-Shinto or eco-nationalism? (Part One) | Green Shinto.

Donna Fleischer / rhythm

rhythm*

entering the elemental realm with sculptor andy goldsworthy — a film about his earth works. i feel words for the first time. for something pre-verbal, semiotic ­­—sadly, living in the man-made world is making me sick. how to live less in it?

 

the sculptor says, in rivers and tides that the tides teach one about time. he breathes in the natural world. doesn’t use the word real. doesn’t need to.

 

i imagine a tigris and euphrates moon. shifting silt. menses. our deeper history, before hierarchy; remember gaston bachelard’s poetics of space — that the seashell is also nature anticipating the human ear; knowing of postmodern shaman timothy treadwell’s love for the brown bear, thanks to werner herzog.

 

the way to feeling. the shape of it. how it takes time. takes us to cavedepth being. ponder clayton eshleman’s juniper fuse to write

 

art enlivens. if you let it into your life,
as marauder. to be at one with the mystery,
an unlonely presence in absence, of what is
loved, what lost. the paleolithic
imagination reaching for the human it will
become, for its own shadow, through art,
its will, its desire for survival.

 

pure love
Ofili’s elephant dung
with Madonna

 

*Artist Chris Ofili, lived and worked with elephants in Thailand where he grew to know and love them. I  feel that he integrated their dung into his paintings in much the same way iconographers embellished objects of devotion with gold leaf.

Donna Fleischer

Marilynne Robinson / Absence of Mind

The universe passed through its unimaginable first moment, first year, first billion years, wresting itself from whatever state of nonexistence, inflating, contorting, resolving into space and matter, bursting into light. Matter condenses, stars live out their generations. Then, very late, there is added to the universe of being a shaped stick or stone, a jug, a cuneiform tablet. They appear on a tiny, teetering, lopsided planet, and they demand wholly new vocabularies of description for reality at every scale. What but the energies of the universe could be expressed in the Great Wall of China, the St Matthew Passion? For our purposes, there is nothing else. Yet language that would have been fully adequate to describe the ages before the appearance of the first artifact would have had to be enlarged by concepts like agency and intention, words like creation, that would query the great universe itself. Might not the human brain, that most complex object known to exist in the universe, have undergone a qualitative change as well? If my metaphor only suggests the possibility that our species is more than an optimised ape, that something terrible and glorious befell us, a change gradualism could not predict – if this is merely another fable, it might at least encourage an imagination of humankind large enough to acknowledge some small fragment of the mystery we are.

This is an edited extract from Marilynne Robinson‘s Absence of Mind (Yale).
~  by way of the Guardian.