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[Lear's Fool]

Michel Ryckx wrote:
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> PS: Lear's Fool: it is very nice to be sorry for the fact that Democritus' texts are nearly lost.  Blame it on those strange religious barbarians, who made intolerance a science and their own primitive religion the main one.  The first time I've heard talking of him I was 14.  I will never forget the contrast  between his beautiful, elegant and simple ideas and that idiot of a Plato, who nearly ruined my love for the Greek language.  But if you really interested in him, try reading De Rerum Natura by Lucretius, which we had to read in school.  But best of all Pre-Socratics is Heraclitus.  What do you say of this one 'Bow and Arrow, One Tension'?
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> M.


Yes, tension dear King. 
The tension is in the nature of the thing. 
It's what makes for a Marriage (like Blake's) or a
Ring (Schopenhauer's voice in Wagner's, says Nietzsche). 
And tension is the whole Bow and Arrow--- that's how 
Heraclitus gave existence to things, like dancers or boxers
or
P-listers sometimes (is it worse or better when it rhymes?). 

Things exist only so far as they embody a tension. 
So the world is at war or in conflict, but don't worry, it
is simply the way of things. 

It is how babies are born and how seeds become
corn and how America is America, after all. It is tension in
the  U.S. Constitution, that secures liberty and gives rise
to a fall. A tension of competing interests. Now that's very
Machiavellian. 

But what happens when the tension is broken,
dear King? 


Oswald says, "If I had a monopoly out, they would have part
on't."

AND 

It's a cold and brave new world Nuncle;
I'm cold and hungry, dirty and ragged too;
but Blake is reading his prophecy;
and I can't clean it up for you;

Here's another: 


When priests are more in word than matter;

          When brewers mar their malt with water;

          When nobles are their tailors' tutors,

          No heretics burn'd, but wenches' suitors;

          When every case in law is right,

          No squire in debt nor no poor knight;

          When slanders do not live in tongues,

          Nor cutpurses come not to throngs;

          When usurers tell their gold i' th' field, 

          And bawds and whores do churches build:

          Then shall the realm of Albion

          Come to great confusion.

          Then comes the time, who lives to see't,

          That going shall be us'd with feet.

     This prophecy Merlin shall make, for I live before his
time.


Very tricky that Fool, who does, by the way, in one sense,
live before Merlin, the play being a history or A
Shakespeare
we call a history play and the first four lines describe the
situation in England during Shakespeare's life, but the next
six describe some unpossible-utopian England that tosses
Albion (England) into great confusion when those that live
to see it will walk with their feet.

Kinda reminds me of TRP, in fact TRP seems to have much in
common with Shakespeare. Perhaps it's the tension or the
Fool or the music? Or?