Good Advice from Three Wise Sages

“Do not give your attention to what others do
or fail to do; give it to what you do or fail to do.”
— Siddhārtha Gautama Buddha, from The Dhammapda, verse 50 (translated by Eknath Easwaran)

“Don’t waste the rest of your time here worrying about other people—unless it affects the common good. It will keep you from doing anything useful. You’ll be too preoccupied with what so-and-so is doing, and why, and what they’re saying, and what they’re thinking, and what they’re up to, and all the other things that throw you off and keep you from focusing on your own mind.”
— Marcus Aurelius, from Meditations, Book III, chap. 4 (translated by Gregory Hays)

Weapon after weapon conquers
Everything but chaos,
Business after business provides
A craze of waste,
Law after law breeds
A multitude of thieves.
Therefore a sensible man says:
If I keep from meddling with people, they take care of themselves,
If I keep from commanding people, they behave themselves,
If I keep from preaching at people, they improve themselves,
If I keep from imposing on people, they become themselves.
— Lao Tzu, from the Tao Teh Ching [The Way of Life], 57 (translated by Witter Bynner)

Plato’s Birthday (sort of)

The traditional birthday of Plato was said to have occurred on the 7th day of the ancient Athenian lunar month of Thargelion (which next occurs on May 17th, 2013), while modern (solar) calendars give Plato’s approximate birthdate as May 21st. However, there is also a modern tradition, stemming from the Florentine Renaissance, of celebrating Plato’s birthday on November 7th, as the following two extracts show. And while I’m not sure if anyone else will understand why, I found the second article especially amusing. It was published in a Victorian-era Neoplatonist magazine (ah, the good old days when there were Neoplatonist magazines!), though it sounds like it was originally written for a local society column. It relates in great detail (so detailed that I only included a few excerpts) the November 7th, 1889 philosophical festivities of the “Plato Club” in Bloomington, Illinois! The whole thing is so damn charming that I totally want to start a Plato Club now.

The Celebration of the Natal Day of Platon
[from Roscoe’s Life of Lorenzo de Medici]

The Florentine Academy was still more influential for good, during the lifetime of Lorenzo de Medici, who was enthusiastically devoted to its interests, and who spared neither wealth nor influence to extend its usefulness and fame. He established the Platonic festival, which had been celebrated from Platon’s death to the days of his disciples, Plotinos and Porphyrios, but which had been discontinued for the long space of twelve hundred years. The day fixed for this purpose was the 7th of November, which was supposed to be the anniversary not only of the birth of Platon, but of his death, which happened among his friends, at a convivial banquet, precisely at the close of his eighty-first year. The person appointed by Lorenzo to preside over the ceremony at Florence was Francisco Bandini, whose rank and learning rendered him extremely proper for the office. On the same day another party met at Lorenzo’s villa in Careggi, where he presided in person. At these meetings, to which the most learned men in Italy resorted, it was the custom for one of the party, after dinner, to select certain passages from the works of Platon, which were submitted to the elucidation of the company, each of the guests undertaking the illustration or discussion of some important or doubtful point. By this institution, which was continued for several years, the philosophy of Platon was supported not only in credit, but in splendor, and its professors were considered as the most respectable and enlightened men of the age.

Platonic Celebration
[From Bibliotheca Platonica: An Exponent of the Platonic Philosophy. Vol. 1. November-December, 1889. No. 2]

We note with great pleasure that the holding of an annual Symposion or festival in celebration of the “birthday” (mundane descent) of the Divine Plato, revived by the Editor of this journal in 1888, will probably become a permanent custom. We hope to see the time when the birthday of Plato will not only be made a national holiday, but will also be celebrated throughout the civilized world by Platonists and all others who love Wisdom, and worship in the temple of truth. We are indebted to Mrs. Julia P. Stevens for the following report of the Symposion held at Bloomington, Ills., under the auspices of the Plato Club of that city. In justice to Mrs. Stevens it should be said that much of the success of this celebration is due to her indefatigable work and enthusiasm.

In imitation of the nine Muses, nine persons are accustomed to assemble at stated times for the purpose of making a study of the works of Plato. Their names are:
Miss Sarah E. Raymond, Miss Effie Henderson, Dr. E.W. Gray, Mrs. Mary A. Marmon, Miss Nellie Fitzgerald, Miss Clara Ewing, Prof. A.S. McCoy, Mrs. Emelie S. Maddox, Mrs. Julia P. Stevens.

This Club gave a Festival on November the 7th in commemoration of the Terrestrial Descent of Plato.

They met in a Symposion, with about fifty guests, among whom were the most cultivated people in the city. Three daily newspapers kindly lent their aid in presenting to the public the object of the meeting, viz. to attempt to awaken an interest in the Platonic Philosophy.

Music of a very high order was rendered by resident musicians, Prof. Benter, Miss Carrie Crane, Mrs. Eva Mayers Shirley, Mrs. Lydia Sherman.

Miss Raymond welcomed with cordial greeting, not only the Philosophers who appeared in response to the invitation, but those from suburban towns, distant cities, and our own home friends.

She gave likewise a short sketch of the Life of Plato. Mrs. Stevens stated briefly the reasons for fixing the Celebration on the 7th of November, rather than in May, November corresponding to Thargelion the eleventh month of the Attic year, and the time observed by the Florentine Platonists.

Several letters expressive of sympathy and an appreciation of the movement were read from friends deprived of the pleasure of attendance. One says:
“Your invitation is both beautiful and original. I like the idea of celebrating Plato’s birthday in Illinois.” [ . . .]

Rev. George Stevens read a paper by Alexander Wilder M.D., of New York City, entitled, “Philosophic Morality.” Then an anonymous essay was presented on “Euthyphron or Holiness.”

Both these papers provoked discussion. Many insisted upon concisely formulated definitions of the two qualities, morality and holiness; and some murmured at not having them shaped into jewels, to be borne away as keepsakes.

Mrs. South, of Jacksonville, Ills., recited a little poem, “Looking Backward,” contrasting the socialistic scheme of Edward Bellamy, with Plato’s Republic.

At the evening session, although the rain fell in torrents, there were about sixty souls present. The session opened with the following poetical tribute to Plato, which was read by Mrs. Julia P. Stevens:

I.
“Immortal Plato ! Justly named divine !
What depth of thought, what energy is thine !
Whose God-like soul, an ample mirror seems,
Strongly reflecting mind’s celestial beams,
Whose periods too redundant roll along,
Grand as the ocean ! as the torrent strong.”

A few are always found in every age,
“To unfold the wisdom of thy mystic page.”

II.
And now, though hoary centuries have fled,
We wish to honor still, the illustrious dead,
Dead ! Did I say ? Ah no ! He yet inspires
All lofty souls, with heavenly desires
To mount on Reason’s wing, beyond the sky,
Where truly beauteous forms can never die,
Where prophet, saint, and sage in bright array,
Behold the splendors of eternal day. [. . .]

Mr. Johnson, Editor of the Bibliotheca Platonica, read a paper entitled, “Plato and His Writings.” Much interest was manifested by various questions, at the conclusion of the reading.

Dr. Hiram K. Jones, of Jacksonville, Illinois, who declared that his “lucid interval” was in the morning, rather than in the evening, delivered a most eloquent extemporaneous discourse on the “Symposion of Plato.” [ . . .]

The audience after joining in the song, “Auld Lang Syne,” dispersed.

The next day, November 8th, was almost entirely occupied in conversations and discussions on Platonic topics; and I hold in grateful remembrance all the good things uttered both by Mr. Johnson and Dr. Jones.

The success of the Symposion was mainly due to the energy of Miss Raymond, who, gifted with appreciation, is the embodiment of generosity, and ever seeks to bring the best of everything to the citizens of Bloomington.

The next Celebration will be held on the 7th day of November, 1890, at Jacksonville, Ills.

Ariadne by H.D.

Ariadne in Naxos – Evelyn De Morgan

Ariadne
by H.D. (Hilda Doolittle)

(From a lost play)

ARIADNE:

You have beaten me with swords
but not with words,
and I, my lord, am thankful:

you have flayed me with an ox-thong,
not a kiss,
and I, my lord, am grateful:

you really were a panther, a wild-cat,
who tore me limb from limb;
my thanks for that.

I.
Heaven shod, heaven sandalled and heaven found,
the long waves break,
the under-tone
comes back again,
furthering the message—
you were never dead—
I am still living—
listen to the sea,
break on the pebbles,
listen to the pine,
wait for the chant of sea-gulls
on the line
of swaying kestrels,
they will write my words,
heaven sandalled, heaven found, heaven shod:

you were no man, being God,
yet you were men,
the manifold armies and the shattered host;
you were the ghost
rising at night-fall
and the silver dawn
found you, my lover,
heaven-sandalled, and heaven-bound
waiting to leave the cities
where the ground
ran mingled blood of armies
you were those seas
of blood that ran, that ran across the sand,
O pitiful shattered land—
O land of beauty and of memory
O land of hosts
and hosts of singing voices;
land of the sated ghosts
that left being tired of blood-shed,
O bright coast
O lofting pinnacle,
Hymmetus, Lycabettus like a shell
through which the sun shines
crimson or pale opal,
O beautiful white land,
olives and wild anemone and violet
mingled among the shale,
and purple wings
of little winter-butterflies
say, here Psyche, the soul, lies.

II.
Here is the intricate offering of my loom,
lady,
to hang from pillars
in the room,
dedicate to your altar;
here is bloom
of wide white roses
showing where Love trod,
and here is God,
set round about with stars,
and here is Mars,
lordly to save the Hero
bred of war;
here, near the floor,
is pattern of wild pansies
and a child;

Lady,
bend near;
your sweet cold hands have banished
heinous fear,
your cloak was wide,
your helmet and your spear
ready to save,
ready to extirpate
a woman
banished by an island monster;
the child and she were set afloat to drift
but there was light about the little boat,
a chest
flung on the water;
these are the Dioscuri
hovering near;

There was no god
in all the circling host
who had forsaken
the outcast and lost;
your infinite loveliness,
O violet-crowned,
comes first;
but see,
the others found
gifts,
old portents and old worship
drew them near;
Mars with his spear,
weary of battle
said, I will protect;
Hermes said,
magic never shall be dead;
the exquisite holiness of the sea-born
laid
offering,
white lilies
lilies that were red;
Eros spread wings
about a child’s small bed;

See,
I am weaving here;
the colours glow
with blue, sea-blue and violet;
I have dipped deep my thread
it will not fade,
I have long practiced stitch and counter-stitch;
the frame is firm;
the pattern clear but spaced
with subtlety
and symbol
those will know,
who have faced at the last
the ultimate,
ultimate fear;

You stand beyond me
at the temple gate,
and know not fear nor hate,
for there, emblazoned on your aegis rim,
is image of all evil,
no cruel whim
can strike beyond your cruelty
when you care to strike,
and none may dare
to counter you who know
when to withold and when to deal the blow;
and you will strike
those whom you will and where
you will
who have defamed your holiest inner shrine;
that is your care,
this mine—

only to weave
to make the pattern clear,
the woven tale
to lay upon your altar,
to hang from pillar
to exquisite
wrought pillar,
so that men stop,
astonished
at its colour,
its gods
outlined with delicate woven contour,
men stop—men speak—men stare—
there must be real gods
see, the painted gods—
how fair!

Proclus the Eclectic Neopagan

Recently I’ve found the following passage (from The Life of Proclus or Concerning Happiness by Marinus of Samaria) to be extremely interesting and inspiring, especially since it concerns some important insights into the spiritual behavior (and practice) of one of my most beloved heroes:

“Every month he [Proclus] sanctified himself according to the rites devoted to the Mother of the Gods [Cybele] by the Romans, and before them by the Phrygians; he observed the holy days observed among the Egyptians even more strictly than did they themselves; and especially he fasted on certain days, quite openly. During the first day of the lunar month he remained without food, without even having eaten the night before; and he likewise celebrated the New Moon in great solemnity, and with much sanctity. He regularly observed the great festivals of all peoples, so to speak, and the religious ceremonies peculiar to each people or country.

Nor did he, like so many others, make this the pretext of a distraction, or of a debauch of food, but on the contrary they were occasions of prayer meetings that lasted all night, without sleep, with songs, hymns and similar devotions. Of this we see the proof in the composition of his hymns, which contain homage and praises not only of the gods adored among the Greeks, but where you also see worship of the god Marnas of Gaza, Asklepius Leontuchus of Ascalon, Thyandrites who is much worshipped among the Arabs, the Isis who has a temple at Philae, and indeed all other divinities. It was a phrase he much used, and that was very familiar to him, that a philosopher should watch over the salvation of not only a city, nor over the national customs of a few people, but that he should be the hierophant of the whole world in common.”

– Marinus of Samaria, from The Life of Proclus or Concerning Happiness (translated by Kenneth Sylvan Guthrie)

There are three extremely important points here:

  1. Proclus “regularly observed the great festivals of all peoples, so to speak, and the religious ceremonies peculiar to each people or country.”
  2. The hymns composed by Proclus praised “not only the gods adored among the Greeks, but . . . all other divinities.”
  3. Proclus believed that a philosopher “should be the hierophant of the whole world in common.”

In essence, what Marinus is really saying is that Proclus was a true polytheist, who took his polytheism seriously enough to honor the goddesses and gods from many pantheons and traditions.  I find this inspiring, and it resonates deeply with my own beliefs and spiritual practices (which I’ve started referring to as “Eclectic Hellenism”).  And yet, if Proclus were around today, there would be a vocal segment (I’d like to hope they’re a minority) of the contemporary Hellenic polytheist community who would immediately dismiss (if not outright condemn) one of the most sophisticated Hellenic philosophers and theologians of all time as “just another fluffy eclectic neopagan.”  I find this both ironic and rather sad.  But after a recent encounter where my own “eclectic” views were completely dismissed (and where I was basically condemned/admonished for “not being a good Hellenist”), at least I can count myself in good company!

I’m fortunate to have mostly surrounded myself with like-minded (or at least equally open-minded) people.  I’d wager that every single person in my Grove of family and friends probably has a completely different set of theological/spiritual views and beliefs from everyone else.  We honor many different pantheons and many different traditions in many different ways.  And we’re okay with that.  In my world, diversity is a good thing.  Shouldn’t polytheism also promote pluralism, individuality, non-conformity, multiplicity, and an openness to encountering, experiencing, and honoring the divine in many different forms?  Is there even a place for such a thing as orthodoxy (or even orthopraxy) in a truly polytheistic worldview?

Anyway, I’d be curious to hear in the comments if others out there have had similar experiences with intolerance in your own dealings with the various sub-groups/traditions that make up contemporary paganism/polytheism . . .

Mirth – Birth – Reverie: Remembering Nico (October 16, 1938 – July 18, 1988)


I can’t let this day pass without remembering a beloved heroine – the great singer/songwriter, poet, composer, musician, fashion model, actress, Warhol Superstar, and self-described “international pagan,” born on this day as Christa Päffgen, but known to the world as Nico.

Nico is probably most famous for her association with The Velvet Underground, but her solo albums are absolute gems, extremely influential and decades ahead of their time, filled with haunting melodies and exquisitely beautiful lyrics . . . bursts of poetry charged with mythical and mystical symbolism. The following two songs are both from my favorite Nico album, her 1968/1969 masterpiece – The Marble Index.

[And for a brief but remarkably astute analysis of Nico’s life and work, which places Nico in the visionary tradition of “Jung, Kafka, Genet, Ernst, Anna Kavan, Jean Rhys, H.D. and David Lynch”, while perceptively noting that “Nico was like a Greek oracle, both voice and vehicle of the gods” – check out this excellent review of The End (Nico’s 1974 album) by J.E. Barnes here.]

Nibelungen
by Nico

Since the first of you and me asleep
In a Nibelungen land
Titanic curses trap me in
A banishment of stay
Symbols vanish from my senses
Stem and stave the view appears

Symbols captured in a trance
Vanish from my glance
For the various defenses
I enforce a strike the alarm
For the various defences
That choose to be here and there
And lose the direction everywhere

Since the first of you and me asleep
In a Nibelungen land where we cannot be
Almond trees grow along the mountain trail
From their tongues the words are spelling
The telling numb

I cannot hear it anymore
I cannot hear it anymore

Since the first of you and me here and there
We lose the direction everywhere
Shrieking city sun shiver in my veins
In flames I run
In flames I run
Waiting for the sign to come

Will you spell the words for me
Will you spell the words for me to hear
Nibelungen
Nibelungen
Nibelungen land

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Julius Caesar (Memento Hodie)
by Nico

Amidst water lily fields white and green
Grows a tree
And from the tree hang apples
Not for you to eat.

In a way it matters more
Than it did before
To see the East voyaging through
True hearts of dunes

Mirth
Birth
Reverie

There in harmony
Somersault caravans of fools
As he passes for reply
To sing his songs again.

He sways to kiss the horizontal ground
And from the ground a dove rises
And as a mark of honor
A mask is left behind

Mirth
Birth
Reverie

There in harmony
To gentle form and noble force
Calm and vast his voice cascades
From this gentle stage

Calm and vast the city lies
On a horizontal ground
Kind and calm Julius lies
For Octavian to prevail

Mirth
Birth
Reverie

In harmony
Traverses the peninsula
Aeolus with his whisperwinds to strike
With his gentle kisses the righteous
And wise and doom ambitious praise
With his will his will and order

Mirth
Birth
Reverie

Amidst water lily fields white and green
Grows a tree
And from the tree hang apples
Not for you to eat
Beneath the heaving sea
Where statues and pillars and stone altars rest for all these
Aching bones to guide us far from energy

Mirth
Birth
Reverie

Wit and Wisdom from the Divine Oscar Wilde (October 16, 1854 – November 30, 1900)


“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
― Oscar Wilde

“You can never be overdressed or overeducated.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Critic as Artist

“With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?”
― Oscar Wilde

“The world is a stage and the play is badly cast.”
― Oscar Wilde

“America is the only country that went from barbarism to decadence without civilization in between.”
― Oscar Wilde

“There are moments when one has to choose between living one’s own life, fully, entirely, completely―or dragging out some false, shallow, degrading existence that the world in its hypocrisy demands.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

“Everything in moderation, including moderation.”
― Oscar Wilde

“We live in an age when unnecessary things are our only necessities.”
― Oscar Wilde

“I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Every effect that one produces gives one an enemy. To be popular one must be a mediocrity.” ― Oscar Wilde

“The difference between literature and journalism is that journalism is unreadable and literature is not read.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Art is the most intense mode of individualism that the world has known.”
― Oscar Wilde

“It is through art, and through art only, that we can realise our perfection.”
― Oscar Wilde

“To become a spectator of one’s own life is to escape the suffering of life.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Truth, in matters of religion, is simply the opinion that has survived.”
― Oscar Wilde

“All great ideas are dangerous.”
― Oscar Wilde

“I never take any notice to what common people say, and I never interfere with what charming people do.”
― Oscar Wilde

“The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.”
― Oscar Wilde

Wise Words from Václav Havel

“Keep the company of those who seek the truth – run from those who have found it.”
― Václav Havel

Then through my dream the choir of gods was borne . . .

Gustave Moreau – Phaethon

The Fall of a Soul
 by John Addington Symonds (October 5, 1840 – April 19, 1893)

I sat unsphering Plato ere I slept:
Then through my dream the choir of gods was borne,
Swift as the wind and lustrous as the morn,
Fronting the night of stars; behind them swept
Tempestuous darkness o’er a drear descent,
Wherethrough I saw a crowd of charioteers
Urging their giddy steeds with cries and cheers
To join the choir that aye before them went:
But one there was who fell, with broken car
And horses swooning down the gulf of gloom;
Heavenward his eyes, though prescient of their doom,
Reflected glory like a falling star;
While with wild hair blown back and listless hands
Ruining he sank toward undiscovered lands.

 

Gore Vidal on Monotheism

“Monotheism is easily the greatest disaster to befall the human race.”
― Gore Vidal

“It is astonishing to think that millions of people in my time—now, too, I suppose—actually thought that at a given moment in history two human beings had evolved to a higher state than that of all the gods that ever were or ever will be. This is titanism, as the Greeks would say. This is madness.”
― Gore Vidal (from his novel, Creation)

Gore Vidal (photograph by Carl van Vechten)

Today (October 3rd) is the birthday of the eminently quotable Gore Vidal, who recently died this past July.  Gore Vidal has always been one of my heroes and role models, and I daresay his novel Julian should be *required reading* for anyone who identifies as a pagan, polytheist, or Heathen.

Gore Vidal was a remarkable writer and a remarkable man.  His many books and essays are the sublime creations of a true public intellectual, a self-described “gadfly” with razor-edged wit, and the incredible ability to write historical novels that are often more insightful and illuminating than anything you’ll find in a history textbook or in a “nonfiction” book written by a more traditional historian.  I daresay Vidal’s Narratives of Empire series (Burr, Lincoln, 1876, etc.) may be one of the great American epics and certainly one of the best chronicles of this nation’s history.

Many years ago, I had the privilege and the pleasure to meet Gore Vidal after a book reading and lecture/discussion series.  A friend of mine had somehow gotten tickets to the cocktail party following the event, and when Gore Vidal finally entered the room, my precocious 20-year-old self (at the time I was just a pretty blonde slip of a youth), marched right up to him, with my beloved copy of Julian under my arm, and enthusiastically thanked him for writing one of my favorite novels.  I was quick to proudly exclaim that “Emperor Julian is my hero!”  Gore Vidal (who had a remarkable presence – he seemed larger than life, and he absolutely radiated both charisma and gravitas) then stared directly into my eyes, as if he was boring right into my soul.  Having apparently found what he was looking for, he huffed in a deep breath and loudly barked:  “He’s my hero too!  I wish he’d won!”  And then, in a booming voice that could be heard by the entire room, he bellowed out:  “MONOTHEISM!  It’s gotta go!”  I was delighted, especially when he followed with:  “And I have the solution!”

“What’s your solution, Mr. Vidal?”

He took time for a dramatic pause (everyone was listening now), as he proclaimed:  “Tax the churches!”  We then had a relatively brief but fascinating conversation about the separation of church and state, Julian’s life and philosophy (he dismissed Julian’s Neoplatonism as “absurd but harmless,” though certainly preferable to the alternative represented by Constantine and his Christian heirs), and how different the world might be if Julian had lived and found time to solidify his reign and launch a dynasty.  Vidal then signed my battered and well-loved paperback of the novel.  It was a remarkable experience that I will always remember, and I still can’t believe the grand old gadfly has left us.  However,  his words definitely still carry a sting:

Gore Vidal on the United States:

“We are the United States of Amnesia, we learn nothing because we remember nothing.”
― Gore Vidal

“America started out wanting to be Greece and ended up Rome.” ― Gore Vidal

“Half of the American people have never read a newspaper. Half never voted for President. One hopes it is the same half.”
― Gore Vidal

“The American press exists for one purpose only, and that is to convince Americans that they are living in the greatest and most envied country in the history of the world. The Press tells the American people how awful every other country is and how wonderful the United States is and how evil communism is and how happy they should be to have freedom to buy seven different sorts of detergent.”
― Gore Vidal

“I believe there’s something very salutary in, say, beating up a gay-bashing policeman. Preferably one fights through the courts, through the laws, through education, but if at a neighborhood level violence is necessary, I’m all for violence. It’s the only thing Americans understand.”
― Gore Vidal

“Today’s public figures can no longer write their own speeches or books, and there is some evidence that they can’t read them either. ”
― Gore Vidal

Gore Vidal on Writing:

“Write something, even if it’s just a suicide note. ”
― Gore Vidal

“Write what you know will always be excellent advice for those who ought not to write at all. Write what you think, what you imagine, what you suspect!”
― Gore Vidal, The Essential Gore Vidal

“Style is knowing who you are, what you want to say, and not giving a damn.”
― Gore Vidal

“Each writer is born with a repertory company in his head.”
― Gore Vidal

“In America, the race goes to the loud, the solemn, the hustler. If you think you’re a great writer, you must say that you are.”
― Gore Vidal

Gore Vidal on Life:

“The unfed mind devours itself.”
― Gore Vidal

“The malady of civilized man is his knowledge of death. The good artist, like the wise man, addresses himself to life and invests with his private vision the deeds and thoughts of men. The creation of a work of art, like an act of love, is our one small yes at the center of a vast no.”
― Gore Vidal

“Because there is no cosmic point to the life that each of us perceives on this distant bit of dust at galaxy’s edge, all the more reason for us to maintain in proper balance what we have here. Because there is nothing else. Nothing. This is it. And quite enough, all in all.”
― Gore Vidal

“Of course his dust would be absorbed in other living things and to that degree at least he would exist again, though it was plain enough that the specific combination which was he would never exist again.”
― Gore Vidal, The City and the Pillar

“There is no human problem which could not be solved if people would simply do as I advise.”
― Gore Vidal

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If you are interested in learning more about Gore Vidal’s life, I highly recommend the documentary The Education of Gore Vidal, which aired on PBS as part of the American Masters series (it also used to be available on Youtube, but it appears to have been taken down).  Though there are also a ton of great clips of Vidal online.  This Youtube user has many wonderful examples.  And here are two more:

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We’ll end with a few more marvelous quotes, all from Gore Vidal’s Julian:

“How marvelous books are, crossing worlds and centuries, defeating ignorance and, finally, cruel time itself.”
― Gore Vidal, Julian

“We are given our place in time as we are given our eyes: weak, strong, clear, squinting, the thing is not ours to choose. Well, this has been a squinting, walleyed time to be born in.”
― Gore Vidal, Julian

“Nothing human is finally calculable; even to ourselves we are strange.”
― Gore Vidal, Julian

“Never offend an enemy in a small way.”
― Gore Vidal, Julian

“History is idle gossip about a happening whose truth is lost the instant it has taken place.”
― Gore Vidal, Julian

“I have been reading Plotinus all evening. He has the power to sooth me; and I find his sadness curiously comforting. Even when he writes: “Life here with the things of earth is a sinking, a defeat, a failure of the wing.” The wing has indeed failed. One sinks. Defeat is certain. Even as I write these lines, the lamp wick sputters to an end, and the pool of light in which I sit contracts. Soon the room will be dark. One has always feared that death would be like this. But what else is there? With Julian, the light went, and now nothing remains but to let the darkness come, and hope for a new sun and another day, born of time’s mystery and a man’s love of life.”
― Gore Vidal, Julian

The Poet’s Calendar for October (List of Honored Poet-Heroes and Culture Heroes)

For the last couple years or so, at the beginning of each calendar month I create something I’ve dubbed “The Poet’s Calendar,” which is a list of the Poet-Heroes (as well as non-writers/non-poets who I’ve dubbed my “Culture Heroes”) whose memory I honor, usually by marking their birthday in some way.  I often utilize this calendar when creating posts for my Poet-Heroes Series.  However, there are always far more Poet-Heroes and Culture Heroes each month than I have time to write about every day, so I’ve decided to start sharing these calendars as a monthly feature for those who might likewise be interested in honoring the poets.

Thus, the following calendar is a list of the Poet-Heroes and Culture Heroes who I will be honoring in various ways in October.  For those who are new to the subject, I’ve written an introduction to the ancient Greek concept of Poet-Heroes here: “The Dead Poets Society (Reviving the Ancient Greek Cult of the Poet).” Please keep in mind that my definition of “poet” is particularly broad and encompassing of many writers or thinkers or scholars in general.  The majority are poets, but some are better known for other aspects of their lives than their writing, and others are artists, musicians, and leaders/activists who weren’t writers at all, but who are personally important to me in various ways.  (To me, there is undoubtedly “poetry” to be found in a painting by Picasso or Simeon Solomon, a song by John Lennon or Nico, or a photograph by Herbert List – to use just a few examples from October.) Many of the Heroes and Heroines below are also important figures in LGBTQ (Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, Queer) history, as I specifically like to honor my LGBTQ Ancestors (who I affectionately refer to as “The Men Who Loved Men, The Women Who Loved Women, and The Gender Nonconformists of All Eras”). Which reminds me that October also happens to be LGBT History Month in the United States – check out http://lgbthistorymonth.com/ for more information and some great resources, especially for educators!

I prefer to honor the Poet-Heroes on their birthdays.  When those dates are unknown, I try to look for an existing tradition, such as the Florentine Academy’s celebration of Plato’s birthday on November 7th.  One site that has been particularly useful in this regard (and an inspiration for my Poet’s Calendar) is The Perpetual Festival Calendar, (associated with The Shrine of Wisdom magazine – a Theosophical magazine published in the U.K. between 1919 and 1947), which includes festival dates for a number of ancient philosophers and poets (particularly the Neoplatonists). Also, since Poet-Heroes and Culture Heroes are part of my practice of honoring the Heroes/Heroines, the Ancestors and the Dead, please note that I only honor those who have shuffled off this mortal coil.  (My page on The Global Literary Canon, however, also includes many great writers who are thankfully still alive and still writing.  Keep in mind that the best way to honor living writers is to buy their books, spread the word, and write positive reviews!)

There are many ways to honor the Poet-Heroes and Culture Heroes on the days listed below.  The easiest way is to simply acknowledge their names as part of your daily devotional practice (if you have one), perhaps by adding them to a list of Ancestors, Heroes/Heroines, and/or honored dead.  If you happen to live near their gravesite (or near a statue, memorial, historical monument, or anywhere significant to their life and work), you could take this one step further by visiting this place and pouring out a libation or leaving an offering in their honor.  But the best and most obvious way is to somehow acknowledge and appreciate the creative work they’ve left behind.  Read one of their poems, or find an excerpt from their writing.  Check out one of their books (or CDs or films) from your local library.  If they were a musician or a visual artist, find an example of their work to listen to or view.  Find an inspiring quote and share it with someone.  Read a biography, even a brief one (below I’ve included links to biographies, mostly from Wikipedia, but also from GLBTQ.com – my favorite encyclopedia of queer history.)  You could watch a documentary about them, or a film inspired by their life or adapted from one of their books.  If you are particularly devoted to a specific Hero/Heroine, then you could write about them on your blog, thereby sharing their work with others.  If you are a teacher/educator, you might want to start your lesson that day with a quote or example of their work.  If you are a writer/artist yourself, perhaps their works will inspire you to create something new in their honor.  Any or all of these actions will honor them and thereby keep their memories alive.  What is remembered, lives.

Also, if there’s a writer/philosopher/artist/activist (or any deceased individual who has made a positive cultural impact) born in the month of October (or whose memory you feel should be celebrated in October) and who you think belongs here, please let me know in the comments and they can be added to the list!

The Poet’s Calendar for October
(A List of Poet-Heroes and Culture Heroes)

* = not actually born on this day, honored and remembered now because their actual date of birth is unknown.

October 1st:
William Beckford – Gothic novelist, art collector and flamboyant English aristocrat
Annie Besant – British Theosophist and writer
Louis Untermeyer – American poet and anthologist
Isaac Bonewits – American writer, druid, and founder of Ár nDraíocht Féin: A Druid Fellowship (ADF)

October 2nd:
*Aristotle – Greek philosopher
Charles Ricketts – English artist, designer, writer and publisher, who lived with his  lifelong partner and artistic collaborator Charles Shannon (an English painter) for over 50 years
Mahatma Gandhi – Indian leader, philosopher, writer, and activist
Wallace Stevens – American poet
Assotto Saint – Haitian-born American poet, performance artist, and musician

October 3rd:
Allan Kardec – French spiritualist, writer and educator
Alain-Fournier – French novelist
Sergei Yesenin [aka Sergei Esenin] – Russian Poet
Louis Aragon – French poet, novelist and activist
Gore Vidal – American novelist, essayist, screenwriter and satirist

October 4th:
Juliette Adam – French author and feminist
Alan L. Hart – American physician, scientist, writer and one of the first female-to-male (FTM) trans individuals to undergo surgery in the U.S.
Violeta Parra – Chilean composer, songwriter, folklorist, ethnomusicologist and visual artist
C.A. Tripp – American psychologist, writer, scholar and researcher for Dr. Alfred C. Kinsey

October 5th:
Denis Diderot – French philosopher and writer
Chevalier D’Eon – French diplomat and spy whose first 49 years were spent as a man, and whose last 33 years were spent as a woman
John Addington Symonds – English poet, translator, scholar, and early gay rights activist
Teresa de la Parra – Venezuelan novelist
Flann O’Brien – Irish novelist, playwright and satirist
José Donoso – Chilean novelist and short-story writer
Václav Havel – Czech playwright, essayist, poet, dissident and politician

October 6th:
Henry Wriothesley, 3rd Earl of Southampton – patron (and possibly lover) of Shakespeare, believed to be the “Fair Youth” and subject of Shakespeare’s first 126 love sonnets
Mikhail Kuzmin – Russian poet, musician and novelist

October 7th:
John Horne Burns – American novelist
Herbert List – German photographer

October 8th:
*Confucius [Kongzi, Kong Fuzi, K’ung Fu-tzu] – Chinese philosopher and sage
[Confucius memorial activities have been carried out annually in China, Taiwan, Hong Kong and the rest of the world from September 26 to October 10]
Harriet Taylor Mill – English philosopher and women’s rights advocate
Marina Tsvetaeva – Russian poet
Frank Herbert – American science fiction author

October 9th:
Harriet Hosmer – American sculptor
Simeon Solomon – English painter
Mário de Andrade – Brazilian poet, novelist, ethnomusicologist, photographer and art historian
John Lennon – English musician, singer, songwriter and activist
Léopold Sédar Senghor – Senegalese poet, politician, and cultural theorist

October 10th:
*Plotinus – Greco-Egyptian philosopher
*Thomas Traherne – English poet
R. K. Narayan – Indian novelist, essayist, translator and mythographer
Mercè Rodoreda – Catalan Spanish novelist
Claude Simon – French novelist
Harold Pinter – English playwright, screenwriter, director, actor and poet

October 11th:
Joe Simon – American comic book writer and artist (co-creator of Captain America)
Douglas Wilson – Canadian writer, publisher, and gay rights activist

October 12th:
*Demosthenes – Greek statesman and orator
Henry More – English philosopher of the Cambridge Platonist school
Aleister Crowley – English occultist, mystic, ceremonial magician and poet
Ding Ling – Chinese novelist and short fiction writer
Ann Petry – American author who became the first black woman writer with book sales topping a million copies
Robert Fitzgerald – American poet, critic and translator
Alice Childress – African-American playwright, novelist and actor
Arthur Evans – American writer, philosopher, and gay rights activist, author of Witchcraft and the Gay Counterculture

October 13th:
Reed Erickson – American philanthropist, LGBT activist and female-to-male (FTM) trans trailblazer
Lenny Bruce – American comedian, social critic and satirist
Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan – Pakistani musician, primarily a singer of Qawwali, the devotional music of the Sufis

October 14th:
William Penn – Colonial American writer, philosopher, and early champion of democracy and religious freedom
Vernon Lee – English novelist, scholar, aesthete and writer of supernatural fiction
e. e. cummings – American poet, novelist, essayist, playwright and painter
Katherine Mansfield – New Zealand writer of short fiction
Hannah Arendt –  German-born American writer and political theorist

October 15th:
Virgil (Publius Vergilius Maro) – Roman poet (possibly of Gaulish/Celtic descent)
*Nizami Ganjavi – Persian poet
Mikhail Lermontov – Russian writer, poet and painter
Friedrich Nietzsche – German philosopher, poet and classical philologist
Italo Calvino – Italian novelist and writer of short fiction
P. G. Wodehouse – English novelist, poet, playwright and humorist
John Kenneth Galbraith – Canadian-American economist
Michel Foucault – French philosopher, historian, philosopher, social theorist and literary critic

October 16th:
Oscar Wilde – Irish playwright, poet, novelist, philosopher and wit
Eugene O’Neill – American playwright
Paul Monette – American novelist, poet and memoirist
Nico – German singer, lyricist, composer, musician, fashion model and actress

October 17th:
Jupiter Hammon – American poet and activist, the first African-American writer to be published in the present-day United States
Georg Büchner – German playwright and poet
Yvor Winters – American poet
Nathanael West – American novelist, screenwriter and satirist
Jerry Siegel – American comic book writer (co-creator of Superman)
Arthur Miller – American playwright and essayist

October 18th:
Zhu Xi [Chu Hsi] – Chinese philosopher and scholar
Michael Wigglesworth – Colonial-era Puritan poet whose tortured diary described his homoerotic longings, including his identification as a godspouse of Jesus (who he regularly refers to as his “husband”)
Heinrich von Kleist – German poet, playwright and novelist
Henri Bergson – French philosopher
A. J. Liebling – American journalist, critic and food/travel writer
Wendy Wasserstein – American playwright

October 19th:
Marsilio Ficino – Italian philosopher, occultist and reviver of Neoplatonism
Thomas Browne – English author and scholar
John Woolman – Colonial-era American writer, activist and abolitionist
Leigh Hunt – English poet, essayist and critic
Miguel Ángel Asturias – Guatemalan poet, novelist, playwright, journalist and diplomat
Divine (Harris Glenn Milstead) – American actor, singer, performance artist and fierce drag queen

October 20th:
*Ammonius Hermiae – Greco-Egyptian philosopher
Arthur Rimbaud – French poet
Nellie McClung – Canadian novelist, feminist, politician, and social activist
Selma Lagerlöf – Swedish author and the first female writer to win the Nobel Prize in Literature
Philip Whalen – American poet, novelist and Zen Buddhist monk

October 21st:
Samuel Taylor Coleridge – English poet, critic and philosopher
Alphonse de Lamartine – French poet, writer and politician
William Dale Jennings – American LGBT rights activist, playwright and author

October 22nd:
Leconte de Lisle – French poet and translator
Sarah Bernhardt – French actress, “the Divine Sarah,” “the most famous actress the world has ever known”
Lord Alfred Douglas – English poet and translator, lover of Oscar Wilde
Timothy Leary – American writer, psychologist, activist and advocate of psychedelics

October 23rd:
*Boethius – Roman philosopher
Robert Bridges – British poet

October 24th:
Sarah Josepha Hale – American poet, essayist, editor, and activist, credited with getting Thanksgiving recognized as a national holiday in the U.S.
August von Platen – German poet and playwright
Bob Kane – American comic book artist and writer (creator of Batman)
Denise Levertov – British-born American poet
Paula Gunn Allen – Native American poet, scholar and lesbian activist

October 25th:
*Taliesin – Legendary Welsh poet and bard
*Geoffrey Chaucer – English poet, the Father of English Literature
Benjamin Constant – Swiss-born French philosopher, writer and politician
Max Stirner – German philosopher
Pablo Picasso – Spanish painter, sculptor, printmaker, ceramicist, and designer
Karin Boye – Swedish poet and novelist
John Berryman – American poet and scholar
Claude Cahun – French artist, photographer, writer, and activist whose work played with concepts of gender and sexuality

October 26th:
*Maximus Tyrius – Greek rhetorician and philosopher

October 27th:
James Macpherson – Scottish poet, known as the “translator” (collector/adapter/forger/creator) of the Ossian cycle
Katherine Bradley – one-half of the literary lesbian duo who wrote poetry under the pseudonym of “Michael Field”
Dylan Thomas – Welsh poet and playwright
Sylvia Plath – American poet and novelist

October 28th:
Desiderius Erasmus – Dutch humanist, scholar and philosopher
Ivan Turgenev – Russian novelist and playwright
Evelyn Waugh – English novelist
Francis Bacon – Irish-born British painter

October 29th:
Shin Saimdang – Korean artist, poet and calligraphist
James Boswell – Scottish biographer of Dr. Samuel Johnson
Jean Giraudoux – French playwright, novelist, essayist and diplomat

October 30th:
André Chénier – French poet
Fyodor Dostoyevsky – Russian novelist and essayist
Paul Valéry – French poet, essayist and philosopher
Ezra Pound – American poet, translator, critic, essayist and promoter of Modernism
Ruth Gordon – American actress, playwright and screenwriter
Kostas Karyotakis – Greek poet

October 31st:
John Keats – English poet
Mary Wilkins Freeman – American novelist and writer of short fiction
Natalie Clifford Barney – American-born poet, memoirist and wit, hostess of a famous lesbian salon in Paris
Marie Laurencin – French painter, printmaker and designer
Napoleon Lapathiotis – Greek poet