is something that cannot be expressed in these industrialized compliments. It is conjecture, understanding, random arrangement, strong emotion, and worship of life.
I haven't seen Bird Migration, Himalayan People, or any other work by Jacques Behan. But the expression of art always confirms my optimism about modernity: the process of flattening people by industrialization is only temporary, as Oakeshott wrote "in every independent individual there is a yearning for 'the comfort of enslavement'. anti-individual", and in the end we destroy the old authority on this one-dimensional, and establish a new multi-dimensional individual, we are only second to God (that is, "a kind of absolute, and thus unarguable or speculative universal value") and compassionate, so as to be no longer subject to any form of enslavement. Many of the great contemporary artists tend to cheer me on and at peace with this.
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