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Beautiful Art Feminist
This is a film which moves me. It was made last month by my daughter in tribute to her brave friend who died aged 23 – Hilary Donald.
Thou Art
The Jewish existentialist Martin Buber said “To man the world is two-fold .. the attitude of man is two-fold .. the one primary word is the combination I-Thou, the other is the combination I-It”.
I-thou is a relationship of inner to inner, an authentic encounter that is the touchstone of existence. (I-thou creating “our”).
Of course, Buber wrote in German and Du has currency in contrast to Sie or Es, whereas in English we now reserve intimate addressing for our relationship with God. How ironic!
In our English language how can we now mark the transition in relationships between the formality of “you are” and the caress of “thou art”? And when and why did we lose the rich language of intimacy?
Surely thou-ness was clear in the minds of the scholars constructing the King James Bible in 1611. Perhaps the slow death of this way of celebrating friendship is linked to the four hundred year rise of materialism since the reformation?
Perhaps as the smoke clears and we see the I-It debris left by capitalism and atheism a new expression of thou-ness will appear.
Let us pray so.
Watch this Ted Talk
.. we need to demand fair trade phones… join Congo Calling – or !Enough in the USA.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JuEp6ryS1s4&feature=relmfu
Our brother
Our brother whose heart be heaven
Hallowed be thy pain
Our kingdom come
Our will be one
On earth as it is in heaven
Live us today, within our head
So to give up our trespasses
Seeing you in those who are without us
And lead us not to the isolation
Which delivers each to evil
For ours be thy kingdom, thy power and thy glory
Now and for ever
Amen
Rupert’s Rubaiyat
And then, when all is said and done
The tulips wilting on the table
Incandescent, a setting sun
Dissolving edges,
a sugar cube melting into memory of sweetness
And falling, fading, failing, I was found,
Finding that we founder all
and drowning, wave like starfish in the tidal race
formless ganglia where giant currents
Snap, and pulse – crackle-pop – an electric storm
Crescendo, sforzando love crashing
Through us to break upon this world’s shore
To limn the beach and leave our canvass pristine on which
The finger moves, and having writ moves on
Leaving
This heart all evil shed away
A pulse in the eternal mind. No less.
Thou art
The Jewish existentialist Martin Buber said “To man the world is two-fold .. the attitude of man is two-fold .. the one primary word is the combination I-Thou, the other is the combination I-It”.
I-thou is a relationship of inner to inner, an authentic encounter that is the touchstone of existence. (I-thou creating “our”).
Of course, Buber wrote in German and Du has currency in contrast to Sie or Es, whereas in English we now reserve intimate addressing for our relationship with God. How ironic!
In our English language how can we now mark the transition in relationships between the formality of “you are” and the caress of “thou art”? And when and why did we lose the rich language of intimacy?
Surely thou-ness was clear in the minds of the scholars constructing the King James Bible in 1611. Perhaps the slow death of this way of celebrating friendship is linked to the four hundred year rise of materialism since the reformation?
Perhaps as the smoke clears and we see the I-It debris left by capitalism and atheism a new expression of thou-ness will appear.
Let us pray so.