Did Bach walk around
patting himself on the back for what a genius he was or
did he think about the next mad puzzle
to engage himself with?
Does one ever arrive at
the mountain top or just continually
recognize higher elevations? What does it mean
for ideas of the mountaintop?
The space we make for imagination is unlike the
space we actually live inside.
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when you think you’ve reached the mountaintop, it’s time to retire. I think Bach composed ‘art of the fugue’ just a short time before he died, so clearly he did not stop pushing himself…