Genius

When we think about “genius”. When we are in front of a work of genius, when we experience the art of a “genius”, when we read a poem that makes us inhale, exhale, and say “Wow”.
When we experience that, in the end, what we get, what we are left with, it’s “inspiration”.
It is not the work “per se”, it is not in the contingency of that creation that the genius lies. It is in what it inspires, in the doors it opens.

So, to me, a work of genius is something that inspire, it is about the things that comes because of that, after that, because of that idea, that door, that vision. What is even more amazing and beautiful about all that, is in the universality of it.
The same holds in fact true for all aspects and spheres of the world. It is like this both for science and art, both for the spiritual and the factual. It was like this for relativity, it was like this for ancient philosophers, it is like this about new math theories, it is like this for the works of Renoir, the poems of William Blake, Quantum Physics, and on and on and on.

It is like this for acts of Love. Too

#kittymichele – Oct 2020