Conceptual reflex

With two pieces of string,
two strands of concept lying on the ground,
Two lianas of ideology swaying in the wind,
Man will knit you a God.

This conceptual reflex is both sad, because terribly relativizing: everything that emanates from this background energy is more or less equivalent, we always come back to a few bits of strings that time will quickly unravel,

And very beautiful: this energy which aims to make sense, to organize the inner chaos into an organised world, is also the expression of a deeper nature.

It goes for Man, creature of cosmos, as it does for the plant:

From the inside, by a sap of life, it seeks the sun, it becomes the plant that it is, driven by an intrinsic, raw, inexplicable force, and whatever the soil, it will express, reveal it, more or less in line with its absolute potential of development.

Man pushes, by this same energy, this force of space organization

At this stage of text writing, the parable of Jesus pops up.

To tell the truth, I rather have the impression that these lines inelegantly invite themselves into the parable and realize, at this moment, how much it does not need them the least and conceals treasures of depth.

Nutrients make the difference.

The energy of growth is the same in the master as in the disciple, in the village idiot as in the schoolmaster.

What soil will the energy go to get its nutrients from ?

What will it find there ? This is what will make a difference, in the end.

At what depth does this capillary extraction take place?

Some great professors, authors, engineers have very swift rootlets, but their capillary networks are mainly surface: what they articulate does not speak to the depths of being.

Conversely, some simpler minds, …

Through sitting, prayer draws from the networks,
Go down, go and look further, for the sap of the saps.
This is how you will let your life flourish,
In the reflections of Being

You will lay your bits and ends of concepts on the ground,

Dry, infertile land,

Plant seeds elsewhere,
By the strength that you are
Without knowing it, you know
Let the world speak.

Franck – July 2023
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