In college I found a quiet room where I could hide in peace and study, or just daydream about the world. It was very large with high ceilings. The walls were stone halfway up. There were couches along the walls, carpets on the floor, a hugh fireplace, and a grand piano. The high walls were bare. No one but the occasional pianist and myself would ever visit it. It was otherwise abandoned. At that time I modeled for a painting of Plato's Allegory of the Cave: where Plato became enlightened, left the cave world of forms and ventured out into the true light. The artist received permission to place her 15 foot high panelled paintings in "my" private room. There, spanning the entire room, was this enormous painted story of Plato's search for and achievement of enlightenment. The painting which I modeled for was right over the fireplace.
My entire life I have searched for enlightenment. This blog is my continuing search, spelunking if you will. My earlier post "Bee in a Bottle" I wrote as my perspective on Plato's allegory, 5 years later.
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