The Universe Is A Sacred Text
The world is not a labyrinth, but a text without a fixed letter, which requires an inner reading.
An author was working on an essay on the role of analogy in knowledge. He noticed that great systems of thought were based not only on demonstrations but also on symbolic correspondences. Appearances were not obstacles but gateways.
From this diversity of sensations a broader truth was born. Its consolidation seemed to require a higher authority, an ordering principle. Thus, reflection inevitably reached the divine dimension. He could not accept that his fragility in the face of the unknown was, in fact, the source of the greatest power of transformation he possessed.
I don't remember the author's name. However, I think that if the order of the universe is a reflection of the divine mind, then even I could be a little demiurge in my own universe, because the act of creating analogies repeats the primordial gesture of ordering chaos.
After all, I too have the same aspiration towards the absolute; indeed, I tend to believe that every symbolic correspondence I discover is a step towards my own divinity. But am I prepared to let symbols dictate my direction even when my usual logic demands a clear and immediate explanation?
Do you constantly update your artistic approach, analyzing the realities of the contemporary world through a visual journey that takes into account the past and projects into the future?
The conclusion is this: the universe is a sacred text made up of symbolic correspondences, in which the human spirit not only observes, but actively participates in ordering the meaning. And from here comes the idea that man becomes a creator, in a spiritual sense, when he manages to decipher the unity of the world, transforming knowledge by analogy into an act of elevation towards the divine. When understanding comes later than inspiration, the artist discovers that not control, but openness to the unknown makes way for a new coherence.
Science and art have as a common element the correspondence full of meaning, traversed by an apparent similarity, from the writings of Diderot to the famous works of Fulcanelli, in the zigzags of a literature that knows oscillations or exaggerations through art as a tool for investigating reality. They reveal a thinking focused on logos, on the existence of unlimited possibilities of analogy, where the intervention of God seems necessary when the consolidation of the truth arising from the diversity of a world full of sensations and appearances must be undertaken.
Yes. Through a visual journey that takes into account the past and projects into the future, a new dimension of aesthetic perception and depth is achieved in relation to the spirit of the era, by combining the new with the old in an elegant and tasteful manner. This means that the act of creation becomes a bridge between temporalities, so that the artist manages to synthesize historical experience into a form of universal expression, beyond the rigid barriers of passing trends. And, more than that, this fusion transforms the work into an instrument of metaphysical knowledge, considering that true beauty is not just a visual appearance, but a reflection of divine order in the chaos of the contemporary world.
How do you react when your vision collides with a reality that you can't control, but that offers you unexpected coherence?
Victor Hugo, the master of passions who linked man to the presence of the spirit of God, concluded his reckoning with the sense of moral duty on the very last page of the novel Les Misérables: "I do what I can, I suffer from universal suffering and I try to alleviate it. I have only the frail powers of a man and I cry out to everyone: Help me!"
Indeed, titans write history when they meditate, but they recognize their depressing helplessness, which awaits its revival in an accompaniment with a strong partner. Sometimes it happens to me too that I do not know much about the expression of the different states of mind that characterize my patterns of inspiration, just as it happens with a book before I start reading it, at a certain distance from the conquests of new terms of high expressiveness. But it is better that way than always crying out for help.
And I am surprised to realize that the vision, in terms of a dialogue of colors, is not at all what I imagined at first glance, hence the seed of an unexpected coherence and enviable lucidity. At the same time, I am aware that my side of the story is going to be put under the impression of an excessive presence of symbols with occult content, but I must assume my belonging to an artistic endeavor that can forever change the perception of the power of transformation of matter according to the evolutionary model of the universe. But do I have the courage to assume an artistic path that could isolate my current understandings in favor of much greater and vast truths?
Leadership means recognizing the presence of a higher force in the way your ideas arrange themselves in an order you didn't plan.
The Universe Is A Sacred Text when it becomes decipherable through analogy and symbol, in terms of the capacity of the human spirit to mirror the macrocosmic order in its small inner universe. I say this because true artistic vision is not a simple mental construction, but a revelation of the hidden correspondences between matter and spirit, beyond the limits of reason that tries to enclose the unknown in rigid definitions. Are you able to integrate mystery into your life without trying to transform it into a certainty that could destroy the charm of your creation?
