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But, there are times where I might be walking along on a hike or something, and see something, maybe I come across a clearing, or whatever, something will just catch my eye, and I don't have to think about all the complexity of it, but that scene for whatever reason catches my eye, and the beauty is just stunning at face value. So I'll say that if you are looking for beauty, you'll find just as much either way you look at it, but generally for me, the "knowing" makes it more beautiful, but not alway.
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"Pardon me, I wanna live in a fantasy" "I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on" It seems like everybody is moving forward. As if there is some final goal they can achieve and get to. I don't get it though. When I look around, it seems like I'm already there, and there is nothing left to do. "You think you're so clever and classless and free, but you're still ****ing peasants as far as I can see." I wish I could take just one hour of what I experience out in nature, wrap it in a box, put a bow on it, and start handing out to people Nature has its own religion; gospel from the land I know I was born and I know that I'll die; The in between is mine." |
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To me, that says that knowing it doesn't detract from a way to see it, it doesn't make not knowing a good thing, since knowing allows you to appreciate things in both ways
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I would say knowledge offers more perspectives from which to observe things, so it never really diminishes the value of anything in itself. It's our subjective reaction to knowledge that influences the way we view things.
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In one way, humanity is amazing special, each person is their own unique snowflake. In another way, we are an entirely non-unique lump of organic matter.
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"Pardon me, I wanna live in a fantasy" "I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on" It seems like everybody is moving forward. As if there is some final goal they can achieve and get to. I don't get it though. When I look around, it seems like I'm already there, and there is nothing left to do. "You think you're so clever and classless and free, but you're still ****ing peasants as far as I can see." I wish I could take just one hour of what I experience out in nature, wrap it in a box, put a bow on it, and start handing out to people Nature has its own religion; gospel from the land I know I was born and I know that I'll die; The in between is mine." |
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I love Plato, but I love Truth more - Aristotle
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a picture is worth a thousand words, and I only had 26 (if you count non-unique as 2. And, one of my words was spelled wrong)
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"Pardon me, I wanna live in a fantasy" "I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on" It seems like everybody is moving forward. As if there is some final goal they can achieve and get to. I don't get it though. When I look around, it seems like I'm already there, and there is nothing left to do. "You think you're so clever and classless and free, but you're still ****ing peasants as far as I can see." I wish I could take just one hour of what I experience out in nature, wrap it in a box, put a bow on it, and start handing out to people Nature has its own religion; gospel from the land I know I was born and I know that I'll die; The in between is mine." |
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I do think that knowledge enhances beauty of things you see..Such as the knowledge of how it works and all that..Though I wouldn't take things like spirituality, context and observation out of the equation either.
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Always listening to The Orb: O.O.B.E... ![]() My fanfic "The man who learns only what others know is as ignorant as if he learns nothing. The treasures of knowledge are the most rare, and guarded most harshly." -Chronicle of the First Age "Try to see the forest through her eyes." Réalisant mon espoir, Je me lance vers la gloire. Je ne regrette rien. (Making my hope come true, I hurl myself toward glory. I regret nothing.) |
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^ Exactly. Well said, Pa'li, to everything you've said in this thread. Beauty, IMO, is the sum aesthetic, existential, scientific, spiritual, etc. values that one gives to an object. They all form a complete picture.
Another PoV that I'm considering - Scientific knowledge might not add to the beauty of an object, per se, but it might make the object more precious. The environment is a good example. No one will deny the shear beauty and awesomeness of a majestic forest or a migrating flock of cranes. However, someone who might not understand the fragile mechanics of the Earth might not be so apt to protect it. The exception being indigenous people, who might not have learned about the mechanics of the ecosystem through science, but learned it through generations of experience, as Clarke mentioned. Another, more personal example is aircraft. Aircraft "bone yards" used to bring me to tears. To see such complex flying machines rotting in the desert was just too terrible to watch. Though again, YMMV. It could also depend on the person's mindset. A scientifically minded person will find scientific reasons to declare an object beautiful or precious. A spiritual person, spiritual reasons. It goes on and on. Going back to the age-old adage, "beauty is in the eye of the beholder." So going back to the original question in the OP. Yes, knowledge can make something more beautiful, if that's your mindset.
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Thank you Tsyal. You've made some interesting points in your post that I'd like to comment on.
Firstly I think that the idea about having scientific knowledge about nature that appears to make it more precious is spot on..One recent example I can think of is the increased knowledge of the dangers of over fishing and the harm to the food chain and environment such as more algae blooms, the decline of predator fish that feed on depleted fish varieties such as salmon or herring. (http://www.ypte.org.uk/environmental/over-fishing/29) Also I definitely agree that beauty is in the beholder so to speak..There's many different interpretations on what makes something beautiful or why it is beautiful..Although there can be commonalities such as more people being able to see the beauty in forests and the wildlife..Although nowadays I think more people seem to think that the exotic is more beautiful then the familiar..Such as people in Romania preferring a beach in Thailand over a paddock in their homeland because they like the idea of sun, sand and surf.
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Always listening to The Orb: O.O.B.E... ![]() My fanfic "The man who learns only what others know is as ignorant as if he learns nothing. The treasures of knowledge are the most rare, and guarded most harshly." -Chronicle of the First Age "Try to see the forest through her eyes." Réalisant mon espoir, Je me lance vers la gloire. Je ne regrette rien. (Making my hope come true, I hurl myself toward glory. I regret nothing.) Last edited by Pa'li Makto; 10-14-2011 at 06:53 AM. |
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I also like knowing things, but it's not the knownledge that is beautiful or makes things beautiful for me. It is the lack of reason for anything to exist.
Sure it's interesting to know that we are made up of cells, sure it's interesting that stars are actually suns far away.... But "why"? That question can give me goosebumps. |
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It can make you ponder the question every day of your life..It's a great question to think over.
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Always listening to The Orb: O.O.B.E... ![]() My fanfic "The man who learns only what others know is as ignorant as if he learns nothing. The treasures of knowledge are the most rare, and guarded most harshly." -Chronicle of the First Age "Try to see the forest through her eyes." Réalisant mon espoir, Je me lance vers la gloire. Je ne regrette rien. (Making my hope come true, I hurl myself toward glory. I regret nothing.) |
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I could say on one hand 'knowledge' from a book I am reading "The Secret Teachings of Plants" enhanced my sensibilities .. so than when i had this experience last Sunday, I was prepared or more open to the sheer beauty of it. On the other hand i am reclaiming the 'natural' awe that one has a child, and so often gets 'teached' out of us, as we age and become adults.
Walk quietly up to a forest Greet it, out loud Acknowledging Its Presence and my own intrusive Asking for help Secret Teaching of Plants my only guide But openly with the trees, all beings present I confide Both insecurity, uncertainty whether I'm capable of hearing, or listening but I'm here, and I will try Walking not so softly burr grass scratching first encounter three deer leap up run and hide the matted grasses still warm from their hides Still trying softer gate moss beds abound and I lie down Natures softness my pillow and mattress for a while contemplate fingers caress the sweet scented moss as little creatures investigate this intrusive being Gratitude and apologetic i rise after a while going deeper into the lighted shadows Into a grassy meadow cross to the Solitary tree not so stealthly As a large white owl disturbed and flys away breathtaking just the same And so I sit and lean, after crawling too under the hanging branches and wait unsure eyes closed a buzzing passes by just fractions from my ear 'listen' the message imparted there So 'tuning' in to the sounds around Magpies in the tops or crows, unseen cawing, calling The breeze blows the grasses whusper and grasshoppers clicking as they jump around an orchestra abounds now the 'listen' calls me in and I hear the tree begin to speak my breath is hestiant my chest a bit tight acknowleding the bit of uncertainity I introduce myself and along the way observe a point I'm shy i said I'm that way even with people others in new circumstances Then what came next hard to describe the tree hugged me 2011
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It was impossible not to have, It's impossible not to be, It's impossible not to still ...! ![]() What this world really needs is more artists and environmentalists! "Its only 'here' that we lose perspective, out at the Cosmic Consciousness Level things get a lot clearer. For example, there is an actual star pattern that is traced in the shape of a Willow Tree, across the breadth of the Milky Way! And no wonder Indigenous peoples refer to the 'here after' as the Happy Hunting Grounds! Has it ever occured to anyone why the bioluminescence dots, on the Na'vi!" |
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You really made my day, Mika. Beautiful.
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We can talk the talk but indigenous groups can walk the walk, in my opinion.
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