I sometimes think about what’s actually valuable about existing, about being alive over not. It’s not bliss, satisfaction, winning, or validation, the first 4 levels here. It’s whatever the emotion paired with the level 5 verb is (cf prompt from 2 days ago).https://twitter.com/vgr/status/1141483296913682433 …
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Something about feeling caught up in the irreversible drive into the expanding possibilities of time. Something like that William Blake poem about holding infinity in the palm of your hand, eternity in an hour.https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43650/auguries-of-innocence …
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I forget where I read/watched the idea portrayed, but mortality is actually what allows us to appreciate the ideas of eternity and infinity. An actual eternal being would not appreciate it. Kinda like how you never go to the tourist spots in your own town unless you have visitors
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"Death is the mother of beauty; hence from her, Alone, shall come fulfilment to our dreams" -Sunday Morning by Wallace Stevens
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On etrnl paradise: Does ripe fruit never fall? Or do the boughs Hang always heavy in that perfct sky, Unchanging, yet so like our perishing earth, With rivers like our own that seek for seas They never find, the same receding shores That never touch with inarticulate pang?
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The whole poem is lovely though:https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/13261/sunday-morning …
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