The Glass Bead Game: (Magister Ludi) A Novel
may be like playing a game in which the rules are constantly changed without ever being made clear—a game from which one cannot withdraw without suicide, and in which one can never return to an older form of the game.
Alan W. Watts • The Book: On the Taboo Against Knowing Who You Are
I am reminded of the closing remarks in Richard Tarnas’s epilogue to his classic text, The Passion of the Western Mind .
“I believe that the West's restless inner development and incessantly innovative masculine ordering of reality has been gradually leading, in an immensely long dialectical movement, toward a reconciliation with the lost feminine ... See more
“I believe that the West's restless inner development and incessantly innovative masculine ordering of reality has been gradually leading, in an immensely long dialectical movement, toward a reconciliation with the lost feminine ... See more
Jonathan Rowson • Witch Envy
In truth, the game is pathetic. It’s two-dimensional—no smell, no touch, no taste, no feel. It’s tiny and grainy, with a world model as simplistic as Genesis.
Richard Powers • The Overstory: A Novel
Discord in our thoughts, ideas and values compel us to think, reevaluate and criticise.