the lack of dialectic as we move to gather the dialectical elements, which is similar to the paint drying -- not necessarily fervently, however drying all the same -- this paint drying, this paint drying, represents and recapitulates the house in which it was built, in which it became paint, became paint as paint in paint -- not necessarily the chemicals, the elements, the proximal and for the most parts, parting ways to be in existence for the house that needs the paint, that is a better house for having paint, and the chemicals in the paint are better for having been given to the representation of the house in time and space.
A lovely comment my friend, and the bringing in of the dialectic here is wonderful, for in Hegel there is a necessarily dialectical movement so that we might arrive at the Absolute Idea of speculative knowing (which I think can be associated with Beauty) which was “always already,” and the Absolute Idea is more like a dance than a dialectic, but it could only be reached through dialectics. This is a strange move which makes me think of how God is “always already” with us, and yet we have to move in a way to realize where we have already been standing. Might we think of a dialectic between Child of God and sinner that moves to a Dance of Saints in the image and likeness of the Trinity? I’ve been pondering that…
The value of the dialectic is that it is a motion which makes it possible to “(re)turn” to where we are as if for the first time, a sentiment I always associate with Eliot’s “Little Gidding.” We have to move to “go” nowhere, which unveils that nowhere was “always already” apophatic and an open door. The movement from Dialectic to Dance, which perhaps suggests a movement from apartment to house to Home (which perhaps only paint could make possible)…Thank you as always for your time and insight!
the lack of dialectic as we move to gather the dialectical elements, which is similar to the paint drying -- not necessarily fervently, however drying all the same -- this paint drying, this paint drying, represents and recapitulates the house in which it was built, in which it became paint, became paint as paint in paint -- not necessarily the chemicals, the elements, the proximal and for the most parts, parting ways to be in existence for the house that needs the paint, that is a better house for having paint, and the chemicals in the paint are better for having been given to the representation of the house in time and space.
A lovely comment my friend, and the bringing in of the dialectic here is wonderful, for in Hegel there is a necessarily dialectical movement so that we might arrive at the Absolute Idea of speculative knowing (which I think can be associated with Beauty) which was “always already,” and the Absolute Idea is more like a dance than a dialectic, but it could only be reached through dialectics. This is a strange move which makes me think of how God is “always already” with us, and yet we have to move in a way to realize where we have already been standing. Might we think of a dialectic between Child of God and sinner that moves to a Dance of Saints in the image and likeness of the Trinity? I’ve been pondering that…
The value of the dialectic is that it is a motion which makes it possible to “(re)turn” to where we are as if for the first time, a sentiment I always associate with Eliot’s “Little Gidding.” We have to move to “go” nowhere, which unveils that nowhere was “always already” apophatic and an open door. The movement from Dialectic to Dance, which perhaps suggests a movement from apartment to house to Home (which perhaps only paint could make possible)…Thank you as always for your time and insight!