Swept away, overthrown in the chaos and turmoil of the incomprehensible
sea, lost in the churning abyss, mortal man with all his strength
clutches at something that may prove solid in his grasp. That is why he
accords the permanence of wood, metal, or stone to the human figure,
and makes it the object of his devotion and his prayer. Besides their
common names, he gives proper names to the forces of nature; and, by
means of a concrete image which symbolizes them like a syllable, still
mysteriously conscious in his abasement of the superior authority of
the Word, he calls upon it in his necessities. Thus, like a child who
constructs the history of his doll from everything around him, humanity
in its memories unites all that it discovers with all that it dreams,
and so composes the romance of mythology.
Here beside me is this poor little old woman, who makes her salutation
by striking her hands carefully together before a colossal female
statue, in whose bosom an ancient prince, when led by a toothache and a
dream to honor the skull of an ancestor, inserted the worn sphere after
finding it wedged by the jawbone in the roots of a willow. At my right
and at my left, all the length of the dark cavern, the three thousand
golden Kwannon, each one resembling the others in the embellishment of
arms that frame it, are aligned in rows of a hundred, in ranks fifteen
deep. A ray of sunlight flickers over this barrier built of goddesses.
Seeking the reason for uniformity in this multitude, and from what bulb
all these identical stalks have sprung, I find that the worshiper here
doubtless wishes a wider sounding-board for his prayers, and imagines
that in multiplying the object of his entreaty he increases its
efficacy.
But not for long did the sages rest their eyes on the eyes of these
crude likenesses. Having perceived the unity of all things, they found
the basis of their philosophy in that fact. Though each individual
were transitory and capricious, the richness of the common fund
remained inexhaustible. No need that Man should apply his hatchet to
the tree, or his cleaver to the rock; in the grain of millet and the
egg, alike in the immobility and the convulsions of sun and sea, he
found the same principle of plastic energy; and the earth sufficed for
the construction of its own idols. Further, admitting that the whole
is formed of homogeneous parts; if, to better pursue their analysis,
the Sages turned it back upon themselves, they discovered that the
fugitive, blameworthy, unjustifiable thing in them was the fact of
their presence in the world,--and that the element in them which was
free of space and limitless of duration was the very conception they
had formed of this contingent character.
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