Only the sage knows that the ten thousand ages are the same, that nothing is gained or lost.
"Hi buddy, what's new?"
I sometimes have the fantasy that all the great thinkers of the past: the artists, philosophers, scientists, engineers and technicians, are sitting around in some vast invisible club house watching us earthlings make mistakes, grapple with and eventually solve problems. And every time a discovery is made one of them points down at us and says, "See? I told them so."
Back in the 17th Century a music critic was quoted as saying that all of the possible combinations of tones had been created and that there would be no new music. That was before Haydn, Mozart, Beethoven, Stravinsky and jazz. I think that critic's name has been lost, justifiably.
Anyone who thinks that human wisdom, knowledge and understanding are complete, codified and summed up is no sage and lives in a hole. What the sage knows is that it is all there waiting patiently, like a faithful pet, to be discovered.
The law of aerodynamics has always been there. It wasn't invented. The cave men had it. What they didn't have were airplanes. I think it is fascinating that there is so much more to be discovered that is already there and has always been there. We emerge from the smallest point of understanding and grow into a greater world of knowledge toward an infinity. What could be more exciting?
We stand on the shoulders of the sages and as we learn what they knew we prepare to offer our shoulders to the children of today. That's the way it works.
DB - Vagabond Journeys
May the day bring you unexpected delight.