ingerul9 wrote:
Kroeran you reminded it me of this quote from Alan Watts :)
"Before I had studied Zen for thirty years, I saw mountains as mountains, and waters as waters. When I arrived at a more intimate knowledge, I came to the point where I saw that mountains are not mountains, and waters are not waters. But now that I have got its very substance I am at rest. For it's just that I see mountains again as mountains, and waters once again as waters." - The Way of Zen
I came to my own understanding of this quote today. I have been learning to play the keyboard on my own for the last 8 years or so. I don't really write my composition, but try to play already created musical pieces.
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I saw mountains as mountains, and waters as waters
When I listen to a beautiful song, and listen to it many many times afterwards, I fall in love with the flow, the melodies, the pauses, the quirks of the various recordings, the lyrics. The music moves me deeply, touches me...
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When I arrived at a more intimate knowledge, I came to the point where I saw that mountains are not mountains, and waters are not waters.
When I sit to learn a song on the keyboard, I break it into constituent components, I am listening for what keys to strike--for someone who knows chords and progressions, etc., this is even more deconstructive. I am looking for hand placement, and pauses, again, but this time where I will insert the pauses. The pressure of the keys on a particular note. This part coming up is difficult to play. The song plays itself in my head repeatedly. It becomes a mechanism, and I the mechanic. It loses its beauty, I hear it so many times and I am concentrating so hard on getting it right, that it becomes a series of notes, not a whole thing of beauty. But..
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But now that I have got its very substance I am at rest. For it's just that I see mountains again as mountains, and waters once again as waters
Once I learn to play the song at peace, it again becomes a thing of beauty, and I have a renewed love for the song: my own version, and the original.
This happens not exactly because the song has been intellectually deconstructed and analyzed...otherwise one would love the frog after one has dissected it. Rather it is because I have spent time understanding and looking at it...mixing it with
me. It is loved once again, with a different eye, because it has been mixed with my soul.
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Perhaps one could say "Before I had studied MBT for thirty years, I saw mountains as mountains, and waters as waters. When I arrived at a more intimate knowledge, I came to the point where I saw that mountains are probabilistic and virtually rendered simulations, and waters are probabilistic virtually rendered simulation. But now that I have got its very substance I am at rest. For it's just that I see mountains again as mountains, and waters once again as waters.