In my reading of Aristotle, his writings go back to approximately 2300 years ago, I notice that the problems he learnt are yet to be solved today. In fact we are drifting further and further away from answering anything substantial. As of now, we are attempting to decodify his desideratas and questions, giving birth to swarms of Aristotle scholars. Some defending and some antagonising. But mainly irrational and running against the wall of common sense, one way or the other.
It is true that once we start taking sides, we lose our sense of objectivity.
Whether reality preaches and explains itself or we are independent of a true reality outside the world we know, remains a maze. Quantum physics seem to take the Parmanedian theory by its' horns and state that a thing can be simultaneously is and is not. A potentiality until an observer brings it to reality.
Why didn't I study Metaphysics as a major, but Law?
How did I even come across Perennial Philosophy?
I literally was in bookshop, scrutinising the philosophy compartment and there it was - "Aldous Huxley's THE PERENNIAL PHILOSOPHY." It hit me in the face when I had no idea what the title referred to. Absorbed by an inexplicable burst of energy, I reached out my hand and my fingers gently grabbed the book. Took it safely in my possession, found a chair by the corner, sat down and read the first page. It sucked me into a vortex and left me spinning in amazement.
Meditation:
Purge all dust of ignorance and debacles of attachment from the soul. Don't get it wrong. It is not "them" but "me".
Manisha Savarna
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
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