The Rush of Phenomena
Every day is filled with a tide of phenomena. Media and technology only make this flow more abrasive. There isn’t a unity to the flood; it breeds hopelessness. For the antidote to misery is always the unity of the transcendentals: goodness, beauty, and truth. These are eternal, but not in the sense that they are static and lifeless, but in the sense that they have solidity of being. Unlike all the changing stuff around us, they impart meaning and give us a sense of the whole, instead of the thoughtless springs of phenomena.
Most conversation fails to appreciate its divine purpose. It lives to grab hold of these eternal goods, but instead it is content to speak of nought. This is why Plato was so keen on marking out a space for the eternal, and why he and his cohorts worried so of the sophists: in putting their stock in the variable world of commerce and political influence, they lost the reason that we reason and were, worst of all, like sexually deviant preachers. They muddied the clear motivation for beginning to think again.
For we think most properly because we intend to rise above the changing tides of history. Otherwise, we are lost. Even history is without meaning if we cannot isolate the movements of the Good in its development.
No one steps in the same river twice. Don’t chase after rivers. Chase after the Eternal. And have for yourself true and enduring hope.