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May 25, 2005
Center
Everyone has to get lost before they can find center. That's something I put in an e-mail one day, and getting to that thought is the reason I'm going to Philadelphia next month and Vegas in September. Traveling the circumference, you can't always remember where you started, what you were thinking at the start. But there is a center. A fixating radius that holds you, the force of attraction inversely proportional to the radius squared.
No one ever tells you that you're going to get off track, though. But somewhere along the way it happens. You might be 17 and in a funk, it's raining and you're just walking, thinking, not sure of where you're going. You might be older, much older, going through a mid-life crisis. But it is necessary to veer off track if you want to get to the middle again. And when you're there it's immediately clear. That place where all that's known and yet to be known to you align perfectly.
Here is a Yeats poem that came across my radar in recent days. This is what got me on this tangent.
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all convictions, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Posted by Dipika at May 25, 2005 7:57 PM
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