{"id":52010,"date":"2016-08-21T22:37:44","date_gmt":"2016-08-21T22:37:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/zenpundit.com\/?p=52010"},"modified":"2016-08-23T19:42:02","modified_gmt":"2016-08-23T19:42:02","slug":"into-the-storm-winds","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/zenpundit.com\/?p=52010","title":{"rendered":"Into the storm winds"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[ by <strong>Charles Cameron<\/strong> &#8212; Peter Thiel, Rainer Maria Rilke, and the importance of unheard voices ]<br \/>\n.<\/p>\n<p>Noting <strong>Peter Thiel<\/strong>&#8216;s comment below, I was reminded of the opening of <strong>Rilke<\/strong>&#8216;s <em>Duino Elegies<\/em> &#8212; Himalayas of the human spirit.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/zenpundit.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/SPEC-DQ-Thiel-Rilke.png\" alt=\"SPEC DQ Thiel Rilke\" width=\"600\" height=\"644\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-52011\" srcset=\"https:\/\/zenpundit.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/SPEC-DQ-Thiel-Rilke.png 600w, https:\/\/zenpundit.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/08\/SPEC-DQ-Thiel-Rilke-280x300.png 280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>**<\/p>\n<p><strong>Stephen Mitchell<\/strong>&#8216;s version of the <strong>Elegies <\/strong>is the one I like best, and lends itself well to the speaking voice. Mitchell&#8217;s opening lines read thus:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels&#8217; hierarchies?<br \/>\nand even if one of them pressed me suddenly against his heart:<br \/>\nI would be consumed in that overwhelming existence.<br \/>\nFor beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror, which we are still just able to endure,<br \/>\nand we are so awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.<br \/>\nEvery angel is terrifying.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>**<\/p>\n<p>My own version, which I&#8217;ve placed in the lower panel of the <strong>DoubleQuote<\/strong> above, alludes to Rilke&#8217;s storm-driven physical environment at the time the beginning of the poem came to him at <strong>Schloss Buino<\/strong>. In the words of Princess <strong>Marie von Thurn und Taxis<\/strong>:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Rilke climbed down to the bastions which, jutting to the east and west, were connected to the foot of the castle by a narrow path along the cliffs. These cliffs fall steeply, for about two hundred feet, into the sea. Rilke paced back and forth, deep in thought, since the reply to the letter so concerned him. Then, all at once, in the midst of his brooding, he halted suddenly, for it seemed to him that in the raging of the storm a voice bad called to him: \u201cWho, if I cried out, would hear me among the angelic orders?\u201d (Wer, wenn ich schriee, h\u00f6rte mich denn aus der Engel Ordnungen?)\u2026 He took out his notebook, which he always carried with him, and wrote down these words, together with a few lines that formed themselves without his intervention \u2026 Very calmly he climbed back up to his room, set his notebook aside, and replied to the difficult letter. By that evening the entire elegy had been written down.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>In that instant, as I understand the matter, Rilke shouts into the wind, into the heedless world, into the angelic immensity..<\/p>\n<p>** <\/p>\n<p>Whether it&#8217;s a <strong>still small voice<\/strong> that goes unheard, a voice hurled into the tumultuous storm, heedless void, or transcomprehensible angelic choirs, or a voice crying from desert or wilderness, it is always the unattended, the <strong>unlistened voice<\/strong> which carries the <strong>note unnoticed<\/strong> &#8212; the truth we&#8217;d find in the <strong>blindspot <\/strong>if we took it for a mirror, the seed and germination of those so-often catastrophic <strong>unanticipated consequences<\/strong> that trend-based analysis and front-view vision so regularly miss.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[ by Charles Cameron &#8212; Peter Thiel, Rainer Maria Rilke, and the importance of unheard voices ] . Noting Peter Thiel&#8216;s comment below, I was reminded of the opening of Rilke&#8216;s Duino Elegies &#8212; Himalayas of the human spirit. ** Stephen Mitchell&#8216;s version of the Elegies is the one I like best, and lends itself [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1359,796,526,627,332,625,741,789,775,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-52010","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-angels","category-blindspots","category-charles-cameron","category-doublequotes","category-economics","category-hipbone-analysis","category-poetry","category-prediction","category-prophecy","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/zenpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52010","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/zenpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/zenpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zenpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zenpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=52010"}],"version-history":[{"count":13,"href":"https:\/\/zenpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52010\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":52106,"href":"https:\/\/zenpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52010\/revisions\/52106"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/zenpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=52010"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zenpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=52010"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zenpundit.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=52010"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}