Hello God!
Thank You for our mind’s eyes. According to wikipedia: “The phrase “mind’s eye” refers to the human ability for visualization, for the experiencing of visual mental imagery; in other words, one’s ability to “see” things with the mind.”
I have met two variations of the phrase: “the eye of the mind” and “the mind’s eye”.
The phrase “the eye of the mind” comes from Plato. Philosophy is the path to enlightenment, to see by the light of the Sun in the real world outside of the cave of illusion which ignorance is. The intellect shows the true reality. This is reality as seen through the eye of the mind.
“The mind’s eye” probably became known through the work of Shakespeare. He uses it in the best-known of all plays – Hamlet, 1602, in a scene where Hamlet is recalling his father:
HORATIO:
Where, my lord?
HAMLET:
In my mind’s eye, Horatio.
The Mind’s Eye is powerful. The Mind’s Eye actually creates the world. Since “the world” for Hegel means “knowledge of the world” through the mind, then as mind develops, knowledge changes and the world changes in accordance. Mind is what makes human beings human. Further, the categories of thought are universal in being the same for all human minds. The world is the creation, the product, of these universal categories of thought. All forms of activity are the embodiments of the ideas of each activity.
We think, therefore we are. How and what we think determines who we are and how we live. French philosopher Henri Bergson has a famous quote: “The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend.” Me have to clear the lenses our mind’s eyes see through by a new happy knowledge and vision of the dream we desire to embody every moment of life.
For Aristotle, the purpose of life is not just to live but to live well, to flourish. Since this is so, it makes sense to think well. To live well, it is necessary to think well. As we think, so shall we live.
Fall’s air and sounds of falling gold leaves create a mood to think, dream and visualize. Thank you for your mind’s eye we create our reality by.
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