The earth was being disclosed to my mental vision as a
whole and in detail. Order was coming out of chaos. Continents,
seas, islands, mountains, rivers, countries, were defining
themselves out of a misty jumble of meaningless names. Light
was breaking all around me. Life was becoming clearer. I was
broadening out. I was overborne by a sense of my growing
perspicacity
My keenest pleasure was to do geometrical problems, preferably
such as contained puzzles in construction. On one occasion I sat
up all night and far into the following day over a riddle of this
kind. It was about 2 o'clock when I dressed and went to lunch,
which was also my breakfast. The problem was still unsolved. I
hurried back home as soon as I had finished my meal, went at the
problem again, and did not let go until it surrendered.
Odd as it may seem, I found a certain kind of similarity between
the lure of these purely mental exercises and the appeal of music.
In both cases I was piqued and harassed by a personified mystery.
If a tune ran in my mind it would appear as though somebody, I
knew not who, was saying something, I knew not what.
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