Saturday, January 2, 2016
Thought can only function in the field of the known. And when it gets tired of that, as it does, then it seeks something outside. Then what it seeks is still the known. Its gods, its visions, its spiritual states—all projected out of the known past into the future known. So thought always works in this field. Therefore thought is always working in a prison. It can call it freedom, it can call it beauty, it can call it Krazy Kat—it can call it what it likes. But it is always within the limitations of the barbed-wire fence.
Posted by mw at 7:03 PM