Once over one hundred years ago lived a man

Leon Bloy

“Man has places in his heart which do not yet exist, and into them enters suffering, in order that they may have existence.”

Léon Bloy: It would be impossible to say exactly what Business is. It is that mysterious divinity, something like an Isis of the swinish, by whom all other divinities are supplanted. It would not be rending the veil surrounding this mystery to mention, here or elsewhere . . . Business is Business, just as God is God, that is to say over and above everything. Business is the Inexplicable, Unprovable, the Uncircumscribed, the point where it is enough to utter this Stock phrase in order to solve all questions, in order to instantly muzzle reproof. When these seven syllables have been uttered, everything has been said, everything has been answered, and there is no hope for further Revelation.

Bloy

 Leon Bloy studies the average bourgeois, but the problem can be deepened, for the bourgeois may manifest himself on a superior and more brilliant plane, even in the higher degrees of a spiritual life, where he paralyses all spiritual move¬ ment and extinguishes the fire which is the very essence of the spirit.

The bourgeois may be pious, he may even be just, but it was said, “Unless your justice abound more than that of the Scribes and Pharisees, you shall not enter into the kingdom of Heaven.” The bourgeois’s justice never exceeds that of the Scribes and Pharisees, he loves to give alms “in synagogues and in the streets” so as to be “honoured by men,” to “stand and pray in the synagogues and corners of the streets,” to be “seen by men”; he loves to judge, and is the first to cast a stone at the sinner. The Journal of Lingering Sanity is a reader-supported publication fighting for your window right. Beholden to truth not party.  “The time has come," the Journal said, "To talk of many things: Of shoes—and ships—and sealing-wax— Of cabbages—and kings— And why the sea is boiling hot— And whether pigs have wings." Not to mention the insights of Hundertwasser.

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