Friday June 26th 2015
Poets and Saints where kind of there before Islam and
they're still there. Third, fourth, fifth century BC.
Their songs are more inward, in my view, exploring the
phenomena of their mind and seeing within its many
corridors the idea of a root. A Bergson Creative, a kind
of Creative Is, a flow that is and does not go away.
For many the root is made to face the world as a
political tool. For the Sufi Poet the root is turned
inward, so as to make the world as it is comprehensible.
No reason to
suppose that the root, or the idea of it, hasn't been with
our species for a very very long time. And for the truly
eccentric, no reason to suppose that the root has an
existence in everything that is, or everything that ever has
been. When asked what he thought life was, Bertrand Russell
suggested it was a "Special sort of matter." And for my
part, like the Sufi Poets, the question for our species is
not whether or not we'll land upon Mars, but if we'll ever
know why we landed upon Mars.