in the end i will have to admit i know this much and Nõ thing more ...
for i am just aNõther Blooming idiot down by the sea ... faeries and flowers in my hair ...

Nõ and the Flower (Rose) - Being exists expressing existence humanity transcendence in our own reflection on the beauty of petals and pain of thorns. Reflecting our own lives we see and smell and touch the beloved Rose. We are imbued with the breadth of Being, the Breath of Being, of Nõ Hana (Flower) Prana (essence/Iki) known through Kokoro - heart mind spirit soul. If we have Nõ inspiration we have Nõ love for the Rose. If we have inspiration we have love for the Rose.

Art bids us touch and taste and hear and see the world (Yeats, E&I, 292)

Yeats was inspired and informed by the Japanese Nõ theatre whose sensibilities lie in Buddhist poetry and philosphy, especially regarding the concept of still intensity or still movement. This still movement extends/expands our sense of space and time so that viewer may pass through a way to be-coming.

This level will be termed one of a pure Feeling that Transcends Cognition. (Zeami, 91)

Nõ inspiration comes from Buddhist & Shinto Philosophy and Poetry. Yeats understood the language of Nõ as Nõ is poetry, as Nõ is the Rose ever flowering. Nature brings out or touches Kokoro, going to the core, bringing out the vast depth and reaching toward endless heights, while human languages evolve through the web of words, through the ethernet, through our Mother Boards becoming http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kukai and we are Thrown by Fate into Daesin (being-in-the-world) like butterflies upon the wheel of Nõ train while Being is black falling against this snow ... falling like petals through this snow white paper tree

The "Quality of being human - Daesin - being there in the world of phenomena in contrast to divinity" where "being human is to be thinking" (Versenyi, 12) i am, therefore i think "the guardian of the disclosure of Being in thought and word" (Ibid, 111) is our communication of Being, the essence of the Flower. If "Thought in yielding to being is engaged by being for saying the Truth of Being" and "Thinking is nothing but the truth of Being, accomplished by Being itself rather than man ... thought is the light which makes sight and vision (theoria) possible and accomplishes the act - the disclosure of Being - which is the ground of all (practical) action ... advent/event of Being (ad-venire: to come to, to arrive) (e-venire: to come out)"(Versenyi, 112)then thought is a revelation of Being.

The Nature of reason is for the reason of Nature, that Nature/Being itself should be disclosed through language. This is to be seen, heard and felt most intensely through synaesthetic expression, where all the senses are activated, all the centres of consiousness are illuminated into the "deep of the mind"(Yeats, CNP, 1916). In this awareness of the essence of Being, the essential nature, the being of being, the being of Daesin, the Moira (nature, gate) of Being we become involved. Here the Nõ well of the Hawk is not the water itself but the way to the water. Here the water is not material but is the spiritual waters of words leading further to the Language of Being/Nature where one maybe swept away by the current , by the wind, the words, the wings of the Sidhe to an understanding. Yeats' connection with Nõ was/is therefore a remembering, a correspondance with Nature such as the ancients knew and lost and discover again and again. This Ringroad of Eternal Return9 to understanding sets us free between the spaces. Here the ground shifts. We are on fluid ground, having gone into the gap, the abyss where the stage is an endless horizon of creativity. Here we partake of the water from the well having taken the ringroad home to philology and the love of Nature. Here we become immersed in the voices of the ages and i have lost my train of thought but not the train of action.

i am still taking that Nõ train further. i am just beginning this journey home to Nõ where.
Where for music to be Language it must carry semiotic dust/dirt,
it must carry the DNA of sound that we might understand10.

Will you travel with me on this Nõ journey Nõ where?


PAST . . . A tale begun in other days, When summer suns were glowing -

PRESENT . . . A simple chime, that served to time The rhythm of our rowing -

FUTURE . . . (From Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There )