A Eulogy for Spalding Gray?
January 17th, 2004
John Perry Barlow writes about the disappearance of his close friend Spalding Gray. It's a rather sad piece and I hope the eulogistic tone is not foreshadowing the final outcome. He quotes a wonderful piece by T.S. Eliot:
We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, always%u2014 A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one.
