Tempo determines a life. My lesson from Bahauddin Dagar yesterday. In Japan I viewed the tea ceremony as a pleasant anachronism - while waiting impatiently for my tea and its eventual consumption. If modernity could be a person, well, I only had to look in the mirror. My chief feature reflected back was "blur".
Anyway Bahauddin Dagar is the tea ceremony applied to a musical sense. It is equally unfathomable to the modern. It is the tempo of patience taken to the point of luxury. A promise that all good things do come in time and the meantime is worth all your consideration. Inconceivable today!
I saw this passage today from an interview with Ernst Junger:
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Yesterday I found a little bit of the old world - still intact. A minor miracle!
And I met V and N.
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