The Secret Life: Being the Book of a HereticBisland, Elizabeth
Philosophy
The Secret Life: Being the Book of a Heretic
Bisland, Elizabeth
Diaries
Only here in Rome is it possible to realize the long struggle for
supremacy between the European and Semitic ideas; for here is
gathered the bulk of the relics of Greece--mother and nurse of our
race--who early broke the bonds of Asiatic thought and sought her own
development, material rather than spiritual (if one accepts the theory
that spirit and matter are divisible), sensuous rather than mystical,
concerned more with the well-being of the body and the freedom and
vigour of the mind than with the condition of the soul. She who threw
herself with passion into the arms of Nature, and worshipped only the
sublimated human characteristics and visible natural forces deified
into exquisite personifications. She who exalted the beauty and health
of the body into a cult, strove after the demonstrable truths of
science, and loved man as he was--humorously loved him with all his
faults and limitations, rather than an impossible ideal of him.
Here in Rome one finds all the records of the next great development
of the European Erd-geist--the growth of its genius in military,
social, and political organization. Still, as in Greece, clinging to
the aristocratic ideal; to the rule of the strong and gifted. The fruit
did not exist for the benefit of the vine; the vine existed to produce,
to nourish, to minister to the perfect culmination of its species in
the fruit, which drank its sap as of right. Here again the European
followed Nature, that Arch-Aristocrat who destroys multitudes to
produce a few perfect specimens--whose right is always might.
The Asian conquests brought again inroads of Asian thought; more
particularly the thought of that small tribe, the quintessential
of Semitism, which was ever engaged in revolt against nature, and
maintaining democratic convictions in the teeth of all experience.
Impatient of rulers, but submissive to those who scourged the impulses
of their appetites. Scornful of kings, and turning from beauty and
genius to exalt the insane and insect-ridden fakir with knotted unshorn
locks who muttered vague prophecies. Struggling always to escape from
the grip of the inevitable cruelties of natural forces by opposing to
them bloody sacrifices and cruel self-restraints--flowering at last
into that supreme incarnation of the Semitic mind called Jesus Christ,
who wrested from asceticism a dream of a panacea for the brutalities of
the laws of life. The misshapen and undeveloped fruit of the tree of
existence, the windfalls--always a vast majority--received with ecstasy
this new gospel, absurd but fascinating, which denied actualities and
promised impossibilities. The feeble majority clutched at a power
denied them by nature, and only by outwardly accepting the new tenets
were the strong few able to maintain their old dominance.
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