quantum uncertainties

I remember at 10 understanding - knowing, feeling without analysis how the Batman's cables resisted and played with the wind rushing along the Tamar to create that hum. I remember thinking this sound was in me - my vocal chords a replication of the same process and feeling comfortable with the idea that my body held all the secrets that people marvel at in the mirrored world. That thought placed me within - (a) part of it all.

"Why should the world appear to the animal as a surface?
First of all, because it appears as a surface to us.
But we know that the world is not a surface ..."

Ouspensky p89

"The phenomenal world is merely a means for the artist ... a means for the understanding of the noumenal world and for the expression of that understanding. At the present stage of our development we possess nothing os powrful, as an instrument of knowledge of the world of causes, as art. The mystery of life dwells in the fact that the noumenon, i.e., the hidden meaning oand teh hidden funtion of a thing is reflected in its phenomenon. A p[henomenon is merely the reflection of a noumenon in our sphere. The PHENOMENON IS THE IMAGE OF THE NOUMENON. It is possible to know the noumenon by the phenomenon. But in this field the chemical reagents and spectroscopes can accomplish nothing. Only that fine apparatus with is calle the soul of an artist can understand and feel the reflecion of the noumenon in the phenomenon. In art it is necessary to study ... the hidden side of life. The artist must be a clairvoyant: (he) must see that which others do not see; (he) must be a magician: must possess the power to make others see that which they do not themselves see, but which (he) does see.

"Art sees more and further than we do... we usually see nothing, we merely feel our way; therfore we do not notice those differences between things which cannot be expressed in terms of chemistry or physics. But art is the beginning of vision; it sees vastly more than the most perfect apparatus can discover; and it senses the infinite invisible facets of that crystal, one facet of which we call (man).

"The truth is that this earth is the scene of a drama of which we only perceive scattered portions, and in which the greater number of the actors are invisible to us."

Ouspensky p 145

a la Plato perhaps?

Ouspensky p89 Tertium Organum A Key to the Enigmas of the World 1955