TEKA

“Eliminirati smisao u umjetnosti praktično znači eliminirati čovjeka.“

“Sav smisao je u započinjanju.“

Jacques Ellul, Carstvo besmisla

“Čim počnemo da sanjarimo ili da mislimo u svijetu majušnosti, sve se uvećava. Fenomeni beskrajno malog dobivaju kozmički izgled.“

“Sanjareći o tajnom svojstvu supstanci, mi sanjamo o našem tajnom biću. A najveće tajne našeg bića su nam skrivene, one su u skrovištu naših dubina.“

Gaston Bachelard, Zemlja i sanjarije o počinku

Jutro je skliznulo u prostirku svjetlosti. U njoj je počivao bistar zrak. Ništa oporo u toj svježini, ali i ništa blago. Čudesna nepomičnost. Sama svjetlost, također nepomična i stopljena sa zrakom, tvorila je s njim miran fluid u kojemu su se kupale sve stvari. Ta svjetlosna prašina prodirala je u tvar. Rastvarala je njezinu muklu neprozirnost i stvarala postojanu providnost kroz i najtamnije predmete. Sva su stabla izgledala staklena, a cijeli otok kao čisti kristal u kojemu se krijesio bridnjak. Lutao sam po toj čaroliji. Nikakva sjena nije udvostručivala oblike; činilo mi se da vidim stvari prije nego su bile stvorene, s ovu stranu njihova privida, u čistoj misli bića koje ih je zamislilo. 

Henri Bosco, Malicroix

Suddenly I began to find a strange meaning in old fairy-tales; woods, rivers, mountains, became living beings; mysterious life filled the night; with new interests and new expectations I began to dream again of distant travels; and I remembered many extraordinary things that I had heard about old monasteries. Ideas and feelings which had long since ceased to interest me suddenly began to assume significance and interest. A deep meaning and many subtle allegories appeared in what only yesterday had seemed to be naive popular fantasy or crude superstition. And the greatest mystery and the greatest miracle was that the thought became possible that death may not exist, that those who have gone may not have vanished altogether, but exist somewhere and somehow, and that perhaps I may see them again. I have become so accustomed to think "scientifically" that I am afraid even to imagine that there may be something else beyond the outer covering of life. I feel like a man condemned to death, whose companions have been hanged and who has already become reconciled to the thought that the same fate awaits him; and suddenly he hears that his companions are alive, that they have escaped and that there is hope also for him. And he fears to believe this, because it would be so terrible if it proved to be false, and nothing would remain but prison and the expectation of execution.”

P.D. Ouspensky, A New Model of the Universe

The “end of a world” never is and never can be anything but the end of an illusion.

René Guénon