“How this world has changed! A laughing world-spirit above the gears looks down today on respectable top hats [this was written around 1935], swords, stars of orders, and a breath earlier on state wigs and gallantry, swords—where once the stone axe flashed in the forest,—and somewhere in the corner of stone deserts that are called cities, sit bespectacled schoolmasters, well guarded against the world’s doings, and fiddle over the notions and conclusions, jealous of each other, tireless in words and writing, and communicate the result to disciples, that they may multiply it among themselves in the same important way. No one cares.”—Oswald Spengler, Early Days of World History

  No one cares! 

  Take that in for a moment. Breath deeply and ponder it over, world shattering as it might begin to seem if you contemplate it too long. 

  As I’ve said numerous times, folks, Life is ALL there is, and Life doesn’t care about what you think about it, and, for that matter, what you think about yourself. 

  All can and will pass, all can and will perish, in order to make way and give room to the Life to come. 

  I write this with a smile on my face. Who will read it? Who reads this obscure little blog for that matter?—I don’t care! 

  All I care about with the remaining years allotted to me is to sing and celebrate Life’s vast and all encompassing song. 

  The one thing I’ve come to know over a lifetime spent learning is that ideas are nothing, less than nothing in fact, because rather than foster full engagement and participation in Life they frequently do the exact opposite, impede and oppose it, even kill it. 

  Only poetry touches upon the essence…occasionally. For much that passes for poetry—and art in general—today is idea driven, and hence sterile. True poetry has nothing whatsoever to do with verse and meter and whatever else might be inculcated into impressionable minds. It has to do with spirit and urge, with will and expression… in short, with Life. 

  Ah Spengler, you misunderstood Giant of the Human Spirit! 

  But it’s time for me to go out into the fresh air. 

  A bike ride to the Carré St. Louis, where the above photo was taken, is in order. 

  May you live in the fullness of Life!