Thursday, January 14, 2010
what goes without saying
I’m not a moralist, and I dislike didactic tones. But, on the one hand, our rightly busy lives do tend to marginalize (if not forget) what supposedly “goes without saying,” the so-called “needless to say.” If you accept
the chaoticness of daily life or, in my case, would promote a license
of harmless play, it’s important to not occlude what’s central to anchoring good lives, central to good sense—for prudence, lest we forget (not just marginalize) what really matters.
I say that as someone who easily implies what I never meant to imply—someone who takes for granted so implicitly the importance of what goes unsaid that others can easily not surmise that I have much good sense,
let alone appreciate deeply what really matters. However...
On the other hand, I might seem to be The Moralist because philosophy is about interest in what really matters. Someone not especially interested in philosophy might easily dream up explanations for why someone
gets so philosophically serious, at least in terms of the value of literature (conceptual literature or conceptual issues, in the case of philosophy). But it’s not easy to explain (for my part) why philosophy became so important that conceptual interests have become and remained central
to my life. It’s integral to me, to my Center.
That said, I give myself permission to play. The Inner Child takes hold.
I figuratively climb into the arms of a tree, and I’m happy.
-- gary e. davis --- 1:48 PM