All life is art. The key difference and similarity between the western and the eastern civilization is that in the former, "life imitates art" where as for the later,"life is art". They merge into and spin off from each other as life and art.
The canvas for the former is a contrived, artificial stage or backdrop, where the artist performs. Life is short-lived, pumped up and sexxed up. It arose from beastly conditions in Britain, spread thru' bestialisation in other areas to create the craving for such a life. When conditions change, it spread thru' crass commercialisation. It's coal and fossil fuel -powered technologies create mind-boggling speed and dazzle, albeit fleetingly. Once the dead and decadent fossil fuel reserves deplete, rapes and plunders nature to whet its addiction and finally self-destructs. After having rewritten the history books and erasing them from our living memories, it lingers its wretched existence out of a deepening fear of being stranded with no alternative. "18 till I die" is its swan song.
In the later, nature in all its seamless simplicity and suffusive splendour is the canvas, stage or backdrop, where the artist performs. It prospered in the heavenly conditions in India for a long long time. Life is full, rhythmic and beautiful. Its rich and powerful technologies leverage nature's immense power to move at wondrous speeds across seas, across space and time into multiple universes. Its deep psychology traverses inwards to explore the immense and expanding vastness that's mirrored in the outside world. "Live and let live" is its eternal mantra.
The eastern civilization must necessarily be destroyed thru' bestialisation before cravings for the western civilization shall arise among its own denizens, as is its mettle. As it implodes and self-destructs, its remnants shall be the raw material of a brand new civilization. It's only thru' several reiterations of the "life is art" principle that we can create nature in its pristine and virgin form as mankind's most wondrous invention.
We are witness to this extremely rare episode in our life and times when we may be toggling from the "life imitates art" into the "life is art" way of living. In order to enjoy the ride, we must hold our nerves surrender to the forces of nature and become one with it - cradle to cradle.
Happy journey!
The canvas for the former is a contrived, artificial stage or backdrop, where the artist performs. Life is short-lived, pumped up and sexxed up. It arose from beastly conditions in Britain, spread thru' bestialisation in other areas to create the craving for such a life. When conditions change, it spread thru' crass commercialisation. It's coal and fossil fuel -powered technologies create mind-boggling speed and dazzle, albeit fleetingly. Once the dead and decadent fossil fuel reserves deplete, rapes and plunders nature to whet its addiction and finally self-destructs. After having rewritten the history books and erasing them from our living memories, it lingers its wretched existence out of a deepening fear of being stranded with no alternative. "18 till I die" is its swan song.
In the later, nature in all its seamless simplicity and suffusive splendour is the canvas, stage or backdrop, where the artist performs. It prospered in the heavenly conditions in India for a long long time. Life is full, rhythmic and beautiful. Its rich and powerful technologies leverage nature's immense power to move at wondrous speeds across seas, across space and time into multiple universes. Its deep psychology traverses inwards to explore the immense and expanding vastness that's mirrored in the outside world. "Live and let live" is its eternal mantra.
The eastern civilization must necessarily be destroyed thru' bestialisation before cravings for the western civilization shall arise among its own denizens, as is its mettle. As it implodes and self-destructs, its remnants shall be the raw material of a brand new civilization. It's only thru' several reiterations of the "life is art" principle that we can create nature in its pristine and virgin form as mankind's most wondrous invention.
We are witness to this extremely rare episode in our life and times when we may be toggling from the "life imitates art" into the "life is art" way of living. In order to enjoy the ride, we must hold our nerves surrender to the forces of nature and become one with it - cradle to cradle.
Happy journey!
