I find it a great pity that so much experimentation and discovery by men and women who become famous in other fields is disregarded and ignored as though by a conspiracy to silence testimony of the existence and interaction of the non-physical world. You see it in people’s non-quotation of Lindbergh’s out-of-body experiences over the north Atlantic in 1927 (though he himself described it fully in The Spirit of St. Louis) and, especially, in people writing of W.B. Yeats as if he were a poet and nationalist who had only an incidental and fanciful relationship to the other side.
Conversations June 27, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
5 AM. Watching “Michael Collins” last night, it was so obvious what a dead-end street political violence is — and yet in the absence of that violence, nothing changed, no power adjustments were made, for centuries. And it isn’t like those centuries weren’t filled with violence of their own. It wasn’t until the English people were sick of it — in the wake of World War I — and broke, and unable to steel themselves to further effort, that it finally stopped, and then as soon as it did, the Irish started killing each other. And when that stopped they had 40 years to get their breath and started all over again in the 60s and kept on till the 90s, and probably we haven’t really seen the end of it yet. Seems like there’s always a next round being called.