The good news is bad news first. That’s why, when misfortune comes, we must open our door to the black-robed stranger, motion him in and welcome him to a place by the fire.
We die before we die when we completely reject our belief in anxiety.
Tell a guy that his ontology includes an unexplored feminine aspect. Watch his eyes roll. Women know the look. It’s bad patrimony, is all. The mythopoetic traditions, including Christianity (see Proverbs 8), describe wisdom, Philo-Sophia, as a feminine faculty, as the sublimity of space.
Political repression has produced an art movement called excessivism. Think of George Floyd’s head painted on a brick wall. Nobody’s painting over that expanse. Or of Ai Weiwei and his sunflower seeds. Or of Bansky. The more repressive the state, the more biting the art. Excessivism fulfills British philosopher Alan Watts theory of polarity, also called the law of opposites. As he writes in “The Two Hands of God,” opposing qualities create, define and sustain one another.
It hides in plain sight, the pellucid divinity of things as they are.