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The Book of the Damned
·
Charles Fort
301
So
there
is
revolt
against
the
science
of
today,
because
the
formulated
utterances
that
were
regarded
as
final
truths
in
a
past
generation,
are
now
seen
to
be
insufficiencies.
Every
pronouncement
that
has
opposed
our
own
acceptances
has
been
found
to
be
a
composition
like
any
academic
painting:
something
that
is
arbitrarily
cut
off
from
relations
with
environment,
or
framed
off
from
interfering
and
disturbing
data,
or
outlined
with
disregards.
Our
own
attempt
has
been
to
take
in
the
included,
but
also
to
take
in
the
excluded
into
wider
expressions.
We
accept,
however,
that
for
every
one
of
our
expressions
there
are
irreconcilables
somewhere--that
final
utterance
would
include
all
things.
However,
of
such
is
the
gossip
of
angels.
The
final
is
unutterable
in
quasi-existence,
where
to
think
is
to
include
but
also
to
exclude,
or
be
not
final.
If
we
admit
that
for
every
opinion
we
have
expressed,
there
must
somewhere
be
an
irreconcilable,
we
are
Intermediatists
and
not
positivists;
not
even
higher
positivists.
Of
course
it
may
be
that
some
day
we
shall
systematize
and
dogmatize
and
refuse
to
think
of
anything
that
we
may
be
accused
of
disregarding,
and
believe
instead
of
merely
accepting:
then,
if
we
could
have
a
wider
system,
which
would
acknowledge
no
irreconcilables
we'd
be
higher
positivists.
So
long
as
we
only
accept,
we
are
not
higher
positivists,
but
our
feeling
is
that
the
New
Dominant,
even
though
we
have
thought
of
it
only
as
another
enslavement,
will
be
the
nucleus
for
higher
positivism--and
that
it
will
be
the
means
of
elevating
into
infinitude
a
new
batch
of
fixed
stars--until,
as
a
recruiting
instrument,
it,
too,
will
play
out,
and
will
give
way
to
some
new
medium
for
generating
absoluteness.
It
is
our
acceptance
that
all
astronomers
of
today
have
lost
their
souls,
or,
rather,
all
chance
of
attaining
Entity,
but
that
Copernicus
and
Kepler
and
Galileo
and
Newton,
and,
conceivably,
Leverrier
are
now
fixed
stars.
Some
day
I
shall
attempt
to
identify
them.
In
all
this,
I
think
we're
quite
a
Moses.
We
point
out
the
Promised
Land,
but,
unless
we
be
cured
of
our
Intermediatism,
will
never
be
reported
in
Monthly
Notices,
ourself.
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