09 February 2014

Architecture is Bliss


Forgive me for putting your words on my web-log, Mr. Orwell, but I couldn't help but think "architect" where is written "writer:"

"To suggest that a creative writer, in a time of conflict, must split his life into two compartments, may seem defeatist or frivolous: yet in practice I do not see what else he can do. To lock yourself up in an ivory tower is impossible and undesirable. To yield subjectively, not merely to a party machine, but even to a group ideology, is to destroy yourself as a writer. We feel this dilemma to be a painful one, because we see the need of engaging in politics while also seeing what a dirty, degrading business it is. And most of us still have a lingering belief that every choice, even every political choice, is between good and evil, and that if a thing is necessary it is also right. We should, I think, get rid of this belief, which belongs to the nursery. In politics one can never do more than decide which of two evils is the lesser, and there are some situations from which one can only escape by acting like a devil or a lunatic." ―
George Orwell, Writers and the Leviathan

Alas, it is the paradox of Life: the Imperfect.  It was going since the Beginning and we would not be here without it, yet it frustrates us at the same time.  Anything more would be hubris, or Nothing.

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