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aesthetic arrest

morkinva

Diamond Member
I've experienced this twice, and since I cannot adequately describe it, I'll paste a description I stole:

...at which point the rapture of time mingles with the stillness of eternity. It brings an end to self-conscious division, and the usual duality of subject and object is eradicated. One doesn't just experience the art, one becomes the experience. Much like when falling in love, there is a point that the person becomes love. It is just "one thing," hermetically sealed off from the rest of the world, and you are swimming in it. This is not a manifestation of any kind of critical faculty - this is when the critical faculty is altogether destroyed.

This description was about viewing art, but I wasn't viewing art at the time. A visual interpretation of it was expressed in Star Trek: Insurrection when that woman taught Picard to "live in the moment".

The first time it happened to me was after a long walk so I thought it was brought on by endorphins. But the next time, there was no excercising involved, it just happened. I'd like to experience more of it, I'd have to say it's the best feeling I've ever had.

Oh, and I'd like to do it without the use of pharmacological assistance. C'mon Moonbeam, help me out! Has anyone else here experienced this phenomenon?
 
All the time when I'm drawing or listening to some good music (that is, if we are talking about the same thing). And yes, it's one of the best feelings ever.
 
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