In my local credit union this morning, after a complicated transaction involving all sorts of small amounts, I suddenly asked the clerk, plaintively,

“Do you think they have money in heaven?”

Of course, the question took her by surprise. But the tone between us shifted instantly, as she responded. “I don’t think so, because in heaven you can have anything you want.”

I’ve always known this: beyond money, beneath money, in heaven or here on earth, dwells The Real.

 

Money, a scrim upon Mother Earth.

A scum.

A foolish attempt to identify, quantify, assign fake hierarchical value to,

arbitray maps of what is,

essentially,

MYSTERY.

 

Our exchange in the bank reminds me of yesterday’s Paul Cudenec essay, where he hails the philosophy of Ludwig Klages (1872-1956), someone I’d identify as a real philosopher, i.e., one who was both absorbed in, and attempting to give linguistic form to, The Real.

I, supposedly a philosopher, had never heard of Ludwig Klages!

 

Life Philosophy: Soul Rhythm, Magic and Love

 

How’s this for a Klages question Cudenec identifies that just keeps on resonating . . .

How’s this for a Cudenec movement that we might all get behind?

Two more Klages quotes from Cudenec:

YES. Once again, I am reminded me of the morning a few years ago, when I stood in front of our pond and was, all of a sudden, pulsed from below with an enormous force that almost collapsed my body to the ground.

Mother Earth, speaking.

Here’s a video I just found and plan to absorb.