The story of Violet

Kandinsky:

Kandinsky views history as a succession of periods of culture, each with its own unique style of art and its own unique characteristics. The Theosophical view of history, the primary subject of the second volume of The Secret Doctrine, is fully in accord with Kandinsky’s view. . . . Past cycles represent not lesser forms of culture and intelligence than ours, but different forms. . . . Blavatsky herself repeatedly emphasized that modem Theosophy is no new idea or innovation, but merely a restatement of an ancient teaching that can be seen in the writings of earlier cultures.

In ancient times and modern ones alike, humanity has been blessed with certain persons having “a deep and powerful prophetic strength” and “a secret power of vision,” persons who see and point the way to others. In a famous metaphor, Kandinsky likened humanity to an acute-angled triangle, whose base consists of the mass of humanity. At the apex of the triangle are a few beings, and ultimately often a single one: “His joyful vision cloaks a vast sorrow. Even those who are nearest to him in sympathy do not understand him. Angrily they abuse him as charlatan or madman.”

Kandinsky’s triangle of humanity is Theosophical in two ways. First, it envisions humanity as consisting of persons at different stages of progress, at different stages of intellectual evolution. And second, it envisions each level of humanity as aiding and assisting those who are less advanced, helping them to progress, along with the self-sacrificing individual of sorrows or bodhisattva at the top, who lives only to raise the rest of humanity to greater spirituality—that is, to greater self-awareness.

The consequence of the upward movement of the triangle and the labors of the bodhisattvas at its apex is the gradual improvement of the human condition. Kandinsky quoted with approval Blavatsky’s vision of the future betterment of humankind at the end of The Key to Theosophy: “The new torchbearer of truth will find the minds of men prepared for his message, a language ready for him in which to clothe the new truths he brings, an organization awaiting his arrival, which will remove the merely mechanical, material obstacles and difficulties from his path.” And then Blavatsky continues: “The earth will be a heaven in the twenty-first century in comparison with what it is now,” and with these words ends her book.”

For Kandinsky, the improvement of the world and the human condition is the purpose of art. That improvement can result only from an increase in self-awareness, that is, an increase in spirituality. Like Blavatsky, Kandinsky saw both universal and human history as governed by an evolutionary impulse that responds to purpose as well as causes.

Although he did not develop the concept in detail, Kandinsky posited the existences of subtle worlds of matter, in which feeling and thoughts have form and existence as material entities: “Thought which, although a product of the spirit, can be defined with positive science, is matter, but of fine and not coarse substance.” . . . The existence and nature of worlds subtler than the physical is one of the most characteristic Theosophical doctrines. Kandinsky held that the ability of art to modify the nature of those subtle environments, either directly or through the response of human beings to the physical art work, was the means by which it could further evolution.

Kandinsky repeatedly talked of “vibration” as the method by which we respond to our surroundings. So in his autobiography he remembered events in his early university life that “made the strings of the soul sensitive, receptive, especially susceptible to vibration.” In Concerning the Spiritual in Art, he talks about color, form, and the object itself as involving a “corresponding vibration in the human soul.” It is easy to take such talk as metaphor of a kind prevalent in turn-of-the-century discourse. However, vibration is the Theosophical explanation of how feelings and thoughts are influential on living beings, and Kandinsky could not escape being aware of that.

The Theosophical view of all matter—dense and subtle—as vibrations at different frequencies within an ultimate substance provided Kandinsky with an explanation of how art could affect humanity and the world. The vibrations within our psyches and minds respond to the vibrations around us, and in turn influence those outer vibrations. Our feelings and thoughts respond to those of others, and help to shape the atmosphere of feelings and thoughts in which we all live.

Kandinsky develops . . . a circular color chart containing the six main chromatic variations. Of this chart he says: “As in a great circle, a serpent biting its own tail (the symbol of eternity, of something without end) the six colors appear that make up the three main antitheses.” In this comment, Kandinsky uses the serpent swallowing its own tail, which forms part of the seal of the Theosophical Society, with the same basic symbolism it has in Theosophical use.

Kandinsky . . . believed that in each person is an inner Notwendigkeit—need, necessity, inevitability, essentialness—which ultimately determines all outward forms and actions. That inner essential is what the Hindu tradition refers to as the swadharma of a being—its self-nature or inner foundation. In The Secret Doctrine, Blavatsky speaks of it in these words: “The Universe is worked and guidedfrom within outwards.”

Kandinsky’s pervasive recognition of inner and outer realities echoes the Theosophical distinction between the esoteric and the exoteric. The very title of Blavatsky’s The Secret Doctrine shows how essential is the concept of esoteric, hidden, or inner reality to Theosophical thought. As with Blavatsky, Kandinsky’s inner meaning is not something deliberately hidden to keep it from the vulgar crowd, but rather a truth whose perception requires a form of knowing that has to be developed.

For Kandinsky, art was more than a pastime, more than a livelihood, more than a profession, more than a form of expression. For Kandinsky, art was the means by which the artist comes to know the world and himself.

Theosophy and the Society in the Public Eye
Art, Theosophy, and Kandinsky
Published: Sunday, 22 May 2011 21:51
John Algeo – USA

"The influence of Theosophy on modern culture is a well-kept secret, even from many Theosophists. To be sure, certain influences have been exaggerated. For example, the story that Albert Einstein kept a copy of The Secret Doctrine on his desk, though often repeated, is not supported by reliable documentation. Nevertheless, certain influences are beyond question, for example, those that Theosophy had on modern art, notable that of Wassily Kandinsky (1866-1944), one of the greatest artists of the twentieth century and the founder of modern abstract art.

Art historians sometimes assert that abstract art is nonrepresentational—depicting nothing, being just a pattern of colors and shapes. That, however, was not Kandinsky view. He believed that his art was esoteric. His abstract paintings certainly did not represent the outer or exoteric form of things; they were intended to represent in inner side of reality. Kandinsky thought such art is a way to transform oneself—both the artist who produces it and the viewer who contemplates it. In arriving at that conclusion, Kandinsky was greatly influenced by Theosophy.
Kandinsky set forth his views in a book that is a manifesto for abstract art: Concerning the Spiritual in Art (a translation of its original German title, Über das Geistige in der Kunst). In this book, he referred to Theosophy and H. P. Blavatsky: “Mme. Blavatsky was the first person, after a life of many years in India, to see a connection between these ‘savages’ and our ‘civilization.’ From that moment there began a tremendous spiritual movement which today includes a large number of people and has even assumed a material form in the Theosophical Society. This society consists of groups who seek to approach the problem of the spirit by way of inner knowledge. The theory of Theosophy which serves as the basis to this movement was set out by Blavatsky in the form of a catechism in which the pupil receives definite answers to his questions from the theosophical point of view [The Key to Theosophy, 1889]. Theosophy, according to Blavatsky, is synonymous with eternal truth.” Kandinsky went on, in his book, to state a number of Theosophical ideas, such as the following:

  1. Behind the outer reality available to our senses are inner worlds of spirit. Those who recognize only outer reality are beset with the “nightmare of materialism,” leading to despair, “lack of purpose and aim,” atheism, positivism in science, and naturalism or realism in art. Inner reality is “conscious, aware, purposeful, meaningful.” That inner reality consists of special forms of matter, in which feelings and thoughts have form as subtle material entities: “Thought . . ., although a product of the spirit, can be defined with positive science, as matter, but of fine and not coarse substance.” Abstract art depicts that inner reality.

  2. Everything in the universe has meaning and purpose, although that meaning may not be obvious and its comprehension may require effort: “It is never literally true that any form is meaningless and ‘says nothing.’ Every form in the world says something. But its message often fails to reach us, and even if it does, full understanding is often withheld from us.”

  3. All forms, even those of “dead” matter, are really alive. Kandinsky admired the French painter Paul Cezanne (1839-1906) for recognizing that truth: “Cezanne made a living thing out of a teacup, or rather in a teacup he realized the existence of something alive. He raised still life to such a point that it ceased to be inanimate. He painted these things as he painted human beings, because he was endowed with the gift of divining the inner life in everything.” As Kandinsky wrote in another place: “Even dead matter is living spirit.”

  4. Kandinsky was Theosophical in his view of history as a cyclical process, in which everything is evolving toward greater consciousness. During that process, he wrote, some human beings have developed “a deep and powerful prophetic strength” and “a secret power of vision” (that is, clairvoyance); they have become advanced souls or Masters, who point the way to others.

  5. Because of the labors of those Master human beings, all humanity is evolving, and all of us can look forward to a better future. Kandinsky quoted H. P. Blavatsky’s vision at the end of her book The Key to Theosophy: “The earth will be a heaven in the twenty-first century in comparison with what it is now.” Kandinsky believed that the purpose of art is to help to improve the world and human beings by increasing our self-awareness and spirituality.

  6. Kandinsky also believed that each person has an inner Notwendigkeit (German for “necessity,” or in Sanskrit, swadharma, “essence or raison d’etre”). The Secret Doctrine refers to the same thing in these words: “The Universe is worked and guided from within outwards.” We evolve toward a goal that expresses our inmost nature. We transform ourselves outwardly so that we become what we truly are inwardly.

  7. Art is consequently a form of Yoga, assisting us to reach conscious union with our own deepest nature. Kandinsky believed that art leads to increased self-awareness. He wrote of “an epoch of the great spiritual,” which is the time when humans will go beyond ordinary mental activity to achieve buddhic or intuitional consciousness. In The Secret Doctrine, maha-buddhi (literally, “the great spiritual”) is another term for mahat, divine mind, the cosmic equivalent of self-consciousness in a human being. Kandinsky looked forward to a time when maha-buddhi, spiritual enlightenment, will be the normal state of consciousness. Art can help us to reach that state: “Painting is an art, and art is not vague production, transitory and isolated, but a power which must be directed to the improvement and refinement of the human soul.”

Kandinsky was clearly a Theosophical artist. He read Theosophical books, particularly those of H. P. Blavatsky and also those of Annie Besant and C. W. Leadbeater, whose book Thought Forms influenced his painting. His motive for producing art was to help its viewers to achieve self-realization. That is the essence of Theosophy."

How things manage to work out.

It is inconceivable that the difference between being and nothingness is mere speculative invention or the result of a chilled essenctial nothingness filled in in those unseen places.

The breath of infinite strands of hair, take one , which similarity to the next is very noticeable to that same one.

For that reason alone, eternity arises and can’t abysmally fall, or fail, for THAT MATTER.

The sadness of Mondrian

Woke up with this thought this am: the sadness of Mondrian thinking not much of it.

Heard about him but knew nothing of his sadness.

Turns out he was am artist focusing on trees. That rinds me of my tree in my secret garden, the weeds of Balaton, where the waves gently rock the cradle that parttakesthe longing of the young fisherman. and for most but not last, my weeping willow in the back which has almost died.

Last time an unexpected Minerva looking owl perched there, perhaps to signal a boy’s forever parting.

Where he went one never knows, but grandma being psychic somewhat, foretold after her death it was she that the owl heralded.

Now the other psychic . having national renown says, that the kid is where he flew into. and it’s kind of appearent of that soothsayers premonition, judging by resemblances of both spirit and behavior. The even look alike!

That brings it to the trees, the sadness of really large trees, as they whistle through the bluish grey forewarning elation of what’s to come being only layers of reenactment.

Oh my.

Paul Bowles:

. “Death is always on the way, but the fact that you don’t know when it will arrive seems to take away from the finiteness of life. It’s that terrible precision that we hate so much. But because we don’t know, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well.”

Paul Bowls wife was under the spell if a strange Moroccan woman, whose companionship she couldn’t abandon.

This incredibly strong attraction was somewhat parallel to the attraction that the evils of drug money had, to avoid it. What dies the kid no, of the pleasure palaces of ancient Xerxes?

My love is strong as the fountains of ancient eternal minarets that echo through the lonesome landscapes of sheltering skies , …unmoved by the corruption that only the extasis of neutral faint colors can bring.

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Walt Whitman

“Song of myself”

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Joseph Conrad:

"Joseph Conrad was a Polish-British writer regarded as one of the greatest novelists to write in the English language. Though he did not speak English fluently until his twenties, he was a master prose stylist who brought a non-English sensibility into English literature. "

"We live as we dream - alone.

Strength is just an accident arising from the weakness of others.

The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.
Facing it, always facing it, that’s the way to get through. Face it.
To the destructive element submit yourself.
The sea has never been friendly to man. At most it has been the accomplice of human restlessness.
Gossip is what no one claims to like, but everybody enjoys.
A man is a worker. If he is not that he is nothing.
This magnificent butterfly finds a little heap of dirt and sits still on it; but man will never on his heap of mud keep still.
You shall judge a man by his foes as well as by his friends.

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Joseph Conrad Quotes (Author of Heart of Darkness)

“Being a woman is a terribly difficult trade since it consists principally of dealings with men.” “It’s only those who do nothing that make no mistakes, I suppose.” “We live as we dream–alone…” “It was written I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice.”
It was written I should be loyal…

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Facing it, always facing it…
Droll thing life is – that…
We live as we dream–alone…
No, it is impossible; it is…
The horror! The horror!

The Pope is Polish, & so was Joseph Conrad.

How about the Polish youth, irreverant but not irrelevant, satirically diluted; even THE SATYR would try to conjugate this insulated yet not isolated scarcism, for lack of a higher authority.

Course technically way over meno’s top, but for the fact that me no can not ever bottom out, for the simple reason that the synthetic topicality of said me no is simply a work in regress.

Why? is the pope really Polish? No no no.

It is the eternally recurring dynthasia that pushes me no back, way back into autistic self determination( or so he thinks) whereas the truth is exceeds that estimatjon: he is pushed, yes, for the fates do not, can not differentiate between the self&others, between being&nothingness; in fact between

nothingness and everything else.

How did he do that?

“You’ve got to accentuate the positive
Eliminate the negative
Latch on to the affirmative
Don’t mess with Mister In-Between…”

I really don’t care. She said, how You did that, Violet mused with anger issues, for she wasn’t wise ti his issues, but it really didn’t occur to her before the whole thing was set up.

At any rate she was at crossroads, one was catch 22, the other even if one counted to 6 or half a dozen of the other, it really was not as hopeless as making a u turn into another one way street.

Love conquers all, and it has proved. successful so far.

It really did not make too much difference in this life, though it made all the difference if it had to start with exactly the same position in the next.

She couldn’t cry no more, for it may have become unbearable.

She reminded herself next time, to grin and bear it.

He wanted to eclipse into the outer limits if the hyperreal Avant garde, knowing it was such a pompously appearing act, but now he was stuck with Violet, and the Arab biy, the father of his grandson, and for his sake… N

But im rushing agead, way ahead, creating a non linear taoestry, cut and deformed beyond recifnitiin

Oh Violet, oh Violet, the other day the scene with the gun. But it turned out ok, instead of returning it , pawned UT and can redeem it at the shortest delay, … .

So he left for Texarcana not looking back, thinking about the Arab bot, his grabdson, a floating little bean bag who brought up all those passing stills to be spliced together, the sadness of Mondrian, who may really not was sad, of parts of downtown near Angels’ Flight, of old Alexandra hitel, of her whi was an integral part if a jigsaw, that stood her ground like the novice who plays chess against a grabsnaster for fun, on a computer.

A profound sadness as he drove with a heart that never stopped the pounding trying to emulate the beat if the cracks of cement under his tires. Condemned to agree with Henry Miller, that it would have been better if he had driven a truck then take the condemning need to spill that heart block out of his system.

Gertrude Stein, and others crammed him to the edge wherefore no escape was possiblem

And those niw hidden shades of lost years, fermenting away in some nebulous space where no one cared to go out of fear . Down under, where the female writers would have an inkling of the all encompassing fear that such look back would have caused?

Like George Sand, Virginia Woolf, , Jan Kerouac, the list is long. Even they talk if Elizabeth I being the man behind Shekaspeare

As he looked back thinking about the dramatic unresolveables, his soul instead if his tears dripping unto the little black-white chessboard, that served as a container box fir fallen pueces: but then as soon as that image apoeared, it washed away in a pitiful Grey.

Someone made a reference to it along the vast stretch that so suddenly expanded the boars, and spelled the grey, with some degrees of subtely, instead, as he would at times slip a finger into the wring key, spelled it cray, …As suzanb Langers new key philosophy transformed simple , everyday things into symbolic form, .

I git You, now, he would think of those moments in desperation, and did not want at those times into the firm of another man, a woman really with the voice of a man trying to write as hersekf: Victor Hugo’s daughter. Hmmmm!

Fememrabces if things oast: sutting akine in a barstool, thinking of Violet and how she will be lived, the cadess, the holding on, in spite, and in spite if evefything, abd it was a mixed place no one knew who is whith and John Retch sat next to him, and he told him of Violet and John Ritchy says something right out if numbeds, which looking back made sense.

But it really has litle to do with Violet, only a very confused Michael who got bared out of sitting on a stool and scratching the wet label off bud light.

Maybe the pieces on the chessboard will line up someday, as he whistfully thought in fragments jumping out if the road ahead, and his obsessive clicking on the keyboard wi amount ti at least some recovery of a conscious stream of faded pictures, caught just in time.

Wood violet:

"“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine”

Shakespeare

" mythology

The violet flower was a favorite in ancient Greece and became the symbol of Athens. Scent suggested sex, so the violet was an emblematic flower of Aphrodite and also of her son Priapus, the deity of gardens and generation.[15][16][17]

Iamus was a son of Apollo and the nymph Evadne. He was abandoned by his mother at birth. She left him lying in the Arkadian wilds on a bed of violets where he was fed honey by serpents. Eventually, he was discovered by passing shepherds who named him Iamus after the violet (ion) bed.

The goddess Persephone and her companion Nymphs were gathering rose, crocus, violet, iris, lily and larkspur blooms in a springtime meadow when she was abducted by the god Hades."

Violet in spring.

He comes by and smiles at her.
(He knows that he has to stand by her, now, when her world appears to slide by her)- like a Luciferian symbol, standing up and frothing with desire.

She dances in agony, writhing, as if Salome reincarnated, ; and wish , but vicious tongues of snakes from her head springing .

If he only knew the grip, like a wolverine , the beast gripping the spoils of the aged old reptile.

She knows, that the three apples decided her fate long ago , the judgement :

To Paris goes.

Last stand, last dance, the fates rest. Fata Morgana eschews and spits the seeds unto the fertile ground.

To the Parnassus, where board a ferry to Constantinople.

And now … Count your blessings, as twilight upon the deserted rolling hills smiling down unto below half shaded piazzas: the scene slowly fades into the lit palace, and she stares out , with him staring back one single tear rolling down toward her nose, he beckons back with a rose in his mouth.

Your eternal clasp in breast assures it.

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And she looked at his questioning eyes , why am I here. then , with large expressive ryes, how do you even do the things you do etcetera you should be able to guess im very lonely and satirically, really does not a magnet draw the filaments and scraps of metal
That’s why like an idiot reading letters from underground how do you even conjure it up?

Or, can a peaceful moth help not to be attracted to
a light source?

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