I love Circles! Love, love, LOVE!
Emerson observes what I have termed “an expanding matrix of concentric circles;” wherein each progenitor: every epiphany, every utterance of genius, every virtue, every accomplishment; is in some sense, repudiated by its descendant; is obfuscated by the same.
“…that around every circle, another can be drawn…”
The newly-drawn circle is “…at once the inspirer and the condemner of every success…”
— Ralph Walso Emerson, Circles, 1841
This contradicting juxtaposition: “I both admire you and condemn you;” is an ironic particularisation of an expanding matrix of concentric circles.
Nature’s flux speaks to the inevitability that languages fade, landscapes metamorphose and evolution happens: the circle that was Latin over-written by that which is English; the circle of ancient Thira, now the circle of the islands of Santorini; the circle called hominid now a circle named homo sapiens. Events past are represented by smaller circles fixed at the centre, and herein lie the unambiguous reasons for my discontent: the perception and unease of epiphany; and in fact, irony; that events past may somehow; some day, be relegated to insignificance or circles rendered imperceptible by ravages of time; by their successors: at once the admirers and condemners.
In contrast to the imbrication of a Venn diagram, Nature displays but a single coaxial circle: an utterance or action by one occupying a continent is surpassed by one existing upon another; representative of the interconnectivity of all minds and souls through Nature.
Whilst the temptation exists for complacency and laziness, the equal possibility for aspirational pursuit!
Carpe diem, y’all!