Staying with old friends, they have a son, 14. I drove him to school today. He drops into conversation, about physics and poems. Engaging and awkward then I thought, what commission of ephors came up with the idea that we grow out of 14? And what motivated that commission or culture? He is rational until he isn’t, but at this stage more rational than I. He is trying it out, probably what one should do with rationality since our objectivity will be at war with our subjectivity for at least 60 more years. There is no victory there. Imagining in our civilization that the objective, rational ever wins is just soooo subjective. Our subjective always irritates, demanding maidens when we claim we are celibate, clawing at us till we satisfy it/her/him/them. I am keen on adult hood but it is not abandoning youngness and love and extremity that brings it upon us, it’s about, to me, being big, bringing it all with us, carrying the whole load and letting it all go, once or twice. For respite and humility. We are not palaces, we are not temples, we walk in them but we are the bigger thing. The deeper song. We roll along.
When we are grown?
When we are grown?
When we are grown?
Staying with old friends, they have a son, 14. I drove him to school today. He drops into conversation, about physics and poems. Engaging and awkward then I thought, what commission of ephors came up with the idea that we grow out of 14? And what motivated that commission or culture? He is rational until he isn’t, but at this stage more rational than I. He is trying it out, probably what one should do with rationality since our objectivity will be at war with our subjectivity for at least 60 more years. There is no victory there. Imagining in our civilization that the objective, rational ever wins is just soooo subjective. Our subjective always irritates, demanding maidens when we claim we are celibate, clawing at us till we satisfy it/her/him/them. I am keen on adult hood but it is not abandoning youngness and love and extremity that brings it upon us, it’s about, to me, being big, bringing it all with us, carrying the whole load and letting it all go, once or twice. For respite and humility. We are not palaces, we are not temples, we walk in them but we are the bigger thing. The deeper song. We roll along.