A Comment that wasn’t – because too long!

I can just see it: some pimply, poncy Duc de Cologne or Marquis de Brie, rises to partake of camembert, garlic and wine of a morning, along with his petit pain and je ne sais quoi, then dons his outfit and quaffing the familiar reek of all that national culture swirling around in his helmet as he surveys the enemy laid out in battle formation before him.
Through the garlicky haze he spots an unfamiliar, well nigh unbelievable, sight: a couple hundred half naked enormous* savages with feathered headresses lying down suddenly….

2023-4-5 How can Russia-China create High Culture?

The people come into the Great Shrine in ‘Peaceful Wisdom Mountain’
and offer thousands of candles to Heaven and their Ancestors…
all flames burn steadily
with nary a flicker.
Thus Enlightened Society is ever dawning
in the Great Hall of the Ancestors in the Mountain
of timeless, ever present Wisdom and Compassion.

About High Culture – a comment

But facing the multipolarists are the unipolarists. However this is not so much the so-called Outlaw US Empire, a hegemonic nation state based in a geographical location, or a race of ‘Anglo-Saxons,’ as a system, a way of doing things. Some called it technicity, I believe, or more simply a technocracy. Whatever it is called, we may soon all find ourselves digitally bound together in some sort of post nation state One World system, and quite possibly the same people and nations advocating multipolarity will take us down that road too.

Yi Jing: an original Sequence of Hexagrams #1 to 30.

Before the beginning are Heaven, the spark, and Earth the responding material flame of manifest being. Then comes the seed of life (3) sprouting, struggling to emerge from within the Earth, dark skies pouring with rain above. From which comes childhood (4), learning, the seed having all it needs to grow into the mighty oak but having to go through the process of learning what it already knows on a deep level.

Yi: Can Les Francais rescue Democracy? 63-1 >39 <64

We storm the Bastille, my brothers, again
Again and again and again and only more rain comes.
Let us sit together, count our blessings
Then once more unto the breach, dear friends,once more!
Oppressive Heaven; Earth yearns for Cutting Through; Man must deliver!!