Day 75: Tuesday
Good morning Zak,
This is the signature of composer Giacinto Scelsi:
Pretty jokes, right? The circle and the line represent the Eastern and Western perspectives of time…
Remember the movie Groundhog Day? Bill Murray somehow gets caught in an endless circle where he’s reliving the same boring day over and over again. But literally. He wakes up every morning in the same stupid little town where he was supposed to spend only one day—groundhog day—to film an on-site news special.
That movie is pretty popular. Probably because a lot of us can relate. Time is moving in an endless circle, with no final destination. The story of my life. Right?
Well, take away the pessimism and that outlook is basically the Eastern perspective of time. Life moves in cycles. The cycle of seasons, of days, of birth, death, and rebirth…
Then there’s the Western view. Remember Machiavelli’s The Prince? Machiavelli basically thinks that a ruler should be as cruel or dishonest as necessary to instill civil order. As the saying goes, the end justifies the means. So if there’s an end, then time moves linearly, right?
Some people say that Christian thought proposes a strictly linear view of time. We waited for the Messiah, he came, and now we’re waiting for the end. The same people who point out these things also tend to complain about how boring our vision of Heaven is. Just eternally praising God? In an endless circle of eternity?
The East and the West aren’t as different as we sometimes make them out to be. We just don’t think about things the way the early Christians did. There’s a reason Dante’s nine circles of Heaven are the least appealing part of the Divine Comedy for the modern reader.
In your last entry:
“I’d propose that by ‘willing’ we often mean lacking desires that are against what’s ultimately best for us, and, when they do appear, being able to deny them anyway.”
I became a composer because I had a poetic vision. I think everyone has that on some level. I mean the ability to look at something and see potential in it. That’s what an artist does. But you know, things are complicated. While in the process of realizing it, it’s easy to lose sight of that vision—that end, if time is linear.
“We always say ‘Gertrude Stein’ – she said, ‘In the beginning was the word. Then they put two words together, then they made a sentence, then they made a paragraph and they forgot the word.’”
But every time I hear something beautiful and see what it does to people, it makes up for the sacrifices I’ve had to make along the way. I’m like an old gramma who never studied music. They’re really the ones who appreciate this stuff the most. The rest of us tend to get too caught up in everything to remember the reasons we’re making music in the first place.
But an old grandma is fantastically disinterested. She doesn’t care about anything but the music right in front of her, and that music is simply a gift—no strings attached. I wish I could appreciate my peers the way an old grandma would.
So the moral of the story is be like an old grandma every now and then. But I don’t mean to stereotype. My apologies to all the mean and anxious grandmas out there. I hope I didn’t offend you.