促织翻译MEDITATION ON THE MOON
By Aldous Huxley
Materialism and mentalism - the philosophies of `nothing but.' How wearily familiar we have become with that `nothing but space, time, matter and motion', that `nothing but x', that `nothing but economics'! And the no less intolerant `nothing but spirit', `nothing but consciousness', `nothing but psychology' - how boring and tiresome they also are! `Nothing but' is mean as well as stupid. It lacks generosity. Enough of `nothing but'. It is time to say again, with primitive common n (but for better reasons), `not only, but also'.take up什么意思
Outside my window the night is struggling to wake; in the moonlight, the blinded garden dreams so vividly of its lost colours that the black ros are almost crimson, the trees stand expectantly on the verge of living greenness. The white-washed parapet of the terrace is brilliant against the dark-blue sky. (Does the oasis lie there below, and, beyond the last of the palm trees, is that the dert?) The white walls of the hou coldly reverberate the lunar radiance.
(Shall I turn to look at the Dolomites rising naked out of the long slopes of snow?) The moon is full. And not only full, but also beautiful. And not only beautiful, but also . . .
Socrates was accud by his enemies of having affirmed, heretically, that the moon was a stone. He denied the accusation. All men, said he, know that the moon is a god, and he agreed with all men. As an answer to the materialistic philosophy of `nothing but' his retort was nsible and even scientific. More nsible and scientific, for instance, than the retort invented by D. H. Lawrence in that strange book, so true in its psychological substance, so preposterous, very often, in its pudo-scientific, form, Fantasia of the Unconscious. `The moon,' writes Lawrence `certainly isn't a snowy cold world, like a world of our own gone cold. Nonn. It is a globe of dynamic substance, like radium, or phosphorus, coagulated upon a vivid pole of energy.' The defect of this statement is that it happens to be demonstrably untrue. The moon is quite certainly not made of radium or phosphorus. The moon is, materially, `a stone'. Lawrence was angry (and he did well to be angry) with the珠海教育网
惊喜的英文翻译nothing-but philosophers who insist that the moon is only a stone. He knew that it was something more; he had the empirical certainty of its deep significance and importance. But he tried to explain this empirically established fact of its significance in the wrong termsin terms of matter and not of spirit. To say that the moon is made of radium is nonn. But to say, with Socrates, that it is made of god-stuff is strictly accurate. For there is nothing, of cour, to prevent the moon from being both a stone and a god. The evidence for its stoniness and against its radiuminess may be found in any c
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cnn chinahildren's encyclopaedia. It carries an absolute conviction. No less convincing, however, is the evidence for the moon's divinity. It may be extracted from our own experiences, from the writings of the poets, and, in fragments, even from certain textbooks of physiology and medicine.
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上海专科学校But what is this `divinity'? How shall we define a `god'? Expresd in psychological terms (which are primary - there is no getting behind them), a god is something that gives us the peculiar kind of feeling which Professor Otto
has called `numinous' (from the Latin numen, a supernatural being). Numinous feelings are the original god-stufl', from which the theory-making mind extracts the individualized gods of the pantheons, the various attributes of the One. Once formulated; a theology evokes in its turn numinous feelings. Thus, men's terrors in face of the enigmatically dangerous univer led them to postulate the existence of angry gods; and, later; thinking about angry gods made them feel terror, even when the univer was giving them, for the moment, no cau of alarm. Emotion, rationalization, emotion - the process is circular and continuous. Man's religious life works on the principle of a hot-water system.
american reunionThe moon is a stone; but it is a highly numinous stone. Or, to be more preci, it is a stone about whi
ch and becau of which men and women have numinous feelings. Thus, there is a soft moonlight that can give us the peace that pass understanding. There is a moonlight that inspires a kind of awe. There is a cold and austere moonlight that tells the soul of its loneliness and desperate isolation, its
insignificance or its uncleanness. There is an amorous moonlight prompting to love - to love not only for an individual but sometimes even for the whole univer. But the moon shines on the body as well as, through the windows of the eyes, within the mind. It affects the soul directly; but it can affect it also by obscure and circuitous ways - through the blood. Half the human race lives in manifest obedience to the lunar rhythm; and there is evidence to show that the physiological and therefore the spiritual life, not only of women, but of men too, mysteriously ebbs and flows with the changes of the moon. There are unreasoned joys, inexplicable miries, laughters and remors without a cau. Their sudden and fantastic alternations constitute the ordinary weather of our minds. The moods, of which the more gravely numinous may be hypostasized as gods, the lighter, if we will, as hobgoblins and fairies, are the children of the blood and humours. But the blood and humours obey, among many other masters, the changing moon. Touching the soul directly through the eyes and, indirectly, along the dark channels of the blood, the moon is doubly a divinity. Even dogs and wolves, to
