Marsha quotes:
> "The Prasa?gika Madhyamaka solely avowed technique is
> to show by prasa?ga
> (or Reductio Ad Absurdum) that any positive assertion
> ("it is", or "it is
> not") made about - or view proclaimed of - phenomena
> must be regarded as
> merely conventional (sa?v?ti or lokavyavahara). Therefore
> there is no
> position that constitutes the ultimate truth (paramartha),
> including the
> views and statements made by the Prasa?gikas themselves,
> which are held to
> be solely for the purpose of defeating all views. The
> Prasa?gikas also
> identify this to be the message of the Buddha who, as
> Nagarjuna put it,
> taught the Dharma for the purpose of refuting all
> views."
Marsha:
> This is intellect! See for yourself.
SA: Sorry, I know I said I wouldn't be able to respond for some time, and it
is happening, but I couldn't help but leave one more tid bit of what I was
talking about. I would have liked to have a longer opportunity, but it seems
over the years I've been here I've basically repeated myself many times and at
times it seems nobody either understood me (thus didn't put any effort into
understanding me) or shrugged me off as this "woods" guy with no philosophy,
anyways...
When I keep saying 'art of wild flowers', this is an artful image, one of
nature and one that I've generated by pointing out the beauty and something
happening, an effort called art with this wild flowers. One could say art of
trees and that's good too. What your pointing out here Marsha comes close in
what I'm saying, when I say "still contemplating", isn't that what we do. We
don't come up with absolutes, we find something to contemplate, thus, in this
instance, "still contemplating art of wild flowers" is a mouth full. The
intellect is trying to understand this art, but can't fully, thus, the
intellect is "still contemplating" and this contemplation blooms something
wild, something here, something original, something in particular in all of
this earth with sky - a wild flower and it is art, this beauty of this
occurrence, coming not just of intellect trying to understand this art, this
image we conceive of, of reality and this image is wild
and fleeting, static as a flower, here to stare at for some time, notice the
details in the colorage, the growing from bud to full bloom, and the
contemplation continues and the image passes as the flower dies in season.
This is something that is found - a wild flower, in the woods, along the road,
and the art of this event includes me, includes a bear. Yet, we are still
contemplating, so, maybe this next picture in art will be art of fire. This is
democracy, sped across these posts many of times, for as the quote above says
"refuting all views", thus, all of our views are agreed upon, we get somewhere,
but then we want to contemplate something, exercise our intellect, for as we
walk, our intellect must walk - it is a do or slowly die situation. Thus, it
happens, and so we are still contemplating about this art, an art that is not
just you, or me, or even just a society, for gravity, all this weight is
falling, collapsing, and permeating this wild
flower. So beautiful, take care, and when this goes away, we can find
something else to contemplate, and on and on it this does go.
woods,
take care,
SA
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