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Nicolicious

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http://mag4.net/Rimbaud/poesies/SensationE.html

Have you ever experienced this almost orgasmic sensations while taking a country walk? If so, would you care to share where did you have the epiphany?

Mine was not in the country cause I´m a hopoless city slicker. I felt this kind of exultation in the Boboli Gardens, Florence, Italy, on a rosy November afternoon. I will never set a foot in those gardens again, for fear of going crazy with sheer bliss... I was actually afraid of suffering from a bad case of Sthendhal´s syndrome!

Oh, the Boboli Gardens in case you´re curious:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boboli_Gardens


http://www.30fps.com/boboli/html/25pittiPCEn.html


Soooo... inquiring minds wanna know.... What is the landscape that sent your heart all aflutter????

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Nicolicious

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Ooops I just remembered I have already asked this very same question in another thread, have I not? Sorry about that, my mind is muddled.

But once I´ve started I can´t help myself.

Here you go, another instance of exultation through the contemplation of nature. It´s an excerpt from The Razor´s Edge by Somerset Maugham (a book I highly recommend BTW, it´s been an eye-opener for me, a story about hippism before its time... and beautiful rendition of a man´s quest for spiritual awareness).

From "The Razor’s Edge"
W. Somerset Maugham

"When I’d been at the Ashrama just two years I went up to my forest retreat for a reason that’ll make you smile. I wanted to spend my birthday there. I got there the day before. Next morning I awoke before dawn and I thought I’d go and see the sunrise from the place I’ve just told you about. I knew the way blindfolded. I sat down under a tree and waited. It was night still, but the stars were pale in the sky, and day was at hand. I had a strange feeling of suspense. So gradually that I was hardly aware of it, light began to filter through the darkness, slowly, like a mysterious figure slinking between the trees. I felt my heart beating as though at the approach of danger. The sun rose."

Larry paused and a rueful smile played on his lips.

"I have no descriptive talent, I don’t know the words to paint a picture, I can’t tell you, so as to make you see it, how grand the sight was that was displayed before me as the day broke in its splendor. Those mountains with their deep jungle, the mist still entangled in the treetops, and the bottomless lake far below me. The sun caught the lake through a cleft in the heights and it shone like burnished steel. I was ravished with the beauty of the world. I’d never known such exaltation and such transcendent joy. I had a strange sensation, a tingling that arose in my feet and traveled up to my head, and I felt as though I were suddenly released from my body and as pure spirit partook of a loveliness I had never conceived. I had a sense that a knowledge more than human possessed me, so that everything that had been confused was clear and everything that had perplexed me was explained. I was so happy that it was pain and I struggled to release myself from it, for I felt that if it lasted a moment longer I should die; and yet it was such rapture that I was ready to die rather than forego it. How can I tell you what I felt? No words can tell the ecstasy of my bliss. When I came to myself I was exhausted and trembling. I fell asleep.

"It was high noon when I woke. I walked back to the bungalow, and I was so light at heart that it seemed to me that I hardly touched the ground. I made myself some food, gosh, I was hungry, and I lit my pipe."

Larry lit his pipe now.

"I dared not think that this was illumination, that I, Larry Darrell of Marvin, Illinois, had received when others striving for it for years, with austerity and mortification, still waited."

"What makes you think that it was anything more than a hypnotic condition induced by your state of mind combined with the solitude, the mystery of the dawn and the burnished steel of your lake?"

"Only my overwhelming sense of its reality. After all, it was an experience of the same order as mystics have had all over the world through the centuries. Brahmins in India, Sufis in Persia, Catholics in Spain, Protestants in New England; and so far as they’ve been able to describe what defies description they’ve described it in similar terms. It’s impossible to deny the fact of its occurrence; the only difficulty is to explain it. If I was for a moment one with the Absolute or if it was an inrush from the subconscious of an affinity with the universal spirit which is latent in all of us, I wouldn’t know."

In case you want to read the whole book:

http://www.scribd.com/doc/31592024/W-Somerset-Maugham-The-Razor-s-Edge



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Truthfully, I am jealous of those who have these kinds of experiences in reality. The only place I have experienced such a thing is while immersed in a book or a poem or in my head. In reality, I am never alone and left to my own devices long enough to let myself become immersed in the rapture of a place.

I will tell you about one of the places I have gone to in my head on numerous occassions. It is to some remote mountainess valley where the grass grows tall, the sky is bright blue, animals linger, birds soar, flowers bloom and a waterfall beckons me to come closer. I can get lost in this place because it feels like 'home'.

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oh my word what a beautiful thread! lotus

Thank you for the download of 'The Razors Edge', Dame Ragnelle, another on the list of must reads!lotus

How wonderful you had this exultant experience! The gardens look magical. A refuelling for mind, body, heart and spirit!

Your beautiful place sounds very beautiful indeed White Fay, from my perspective, it exists inside you whatever you are doing or whoever you are with whether alone or not! lotus
You know that idea of it doesn't matter where you travel, the most exquisite beauty is right here inside you...and indeed the whole world springs up through you!

I don't know quite how to say this here....lol...
Ok. For me since having a profound spiritual awakening experience (not instigated by external means or beliefs and I hasten to add spiritual is not religious) where my whole being could feel the energy of the environment the people the plants and animals around me, even the smallest blade of grass can fill me with ecstacy beyond containment! Imagine how it feels to be flooded with a large landscape of beauty! (even through photos !)And this is even whilst i am physically cut off from most of the natural world due to being ill, actually i rephrase, directly as a result of going inwards due to being very ill the awakening happened...when everything was stripped away, living in total darkness and isolation, and surrender came, suddenly a truer reality began to stream through me like liquid light especially through the heart, which is mainly where I 'feel' the energy of all things.

Lol, i'm guessing you use 'orgasm' in a metaphorical sense Dame, but I actually have what I have come to call heartgasms!heart.gif where there is such an extreme rush of ecstatic energy through the heart (which then pours into everything else) the only experience you can liken it to is orgasm. And before you call the men in white coats chortle i'm not alone in these kind of experiences,..it's part of a phenomenon called kundalini. Which is an energy we all have within..it goes crazy around nature. i just don't go on about them too much..understandably in a world which is focussed on the material. So you know, i learnt to keep quiet about it in most places. People can't help but judge or try to fit it i their world view, but i express it as it is. lotus

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White Fay, your secret place of enjoyment sounds much more enjoyable than any real location! I believe that our best moments in life are purely imaginary, so it´s no wonder to me you can stroll through such a detailed paradise and make the experience fully meaningful!

Lula, it´s been two years now since I began my kundalini yoga classes and I´ve never witnessed a "kundalini awakening", even though I´ve read about them. Happy to hear you experienced something similar.... It must be someting! Totally heartgasmic, LOL! (I love the word... you should run and register the copyright of this coinage, my dear, before anyone else does! It´s pure genius!)

 



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(Do a goggle on heartgasmic, very interesting.)

I always feel happy when I am in a natural setting, even a little patch of wild flowers on the sidewalk can fill my soul with bliss. I do look forward to someday seeing some of the awe inspiring l places I have read about, but I know I can be happy if I don't because I am surrounded by beauty wherever I am.  I think being by the ocean offers me the best feeling of joy. But beauty of architecture and the written word can be fullfillment too.

Interesting man, Rimbaud, by the way, had not heard of him before. Beautiful poet.

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