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14.

A student asks, “What is it to seek beauty? What is it to try and live a life that’s good?”

“That’s a question,” is my answer.

The class is silent.

I think I have a point to make.

Why does the flower seek the sun? It wants to eat the thing that gives it life. The daisies think they can swallow the star. But then a bee lands in their sunlit open mouths and the field lives and honey fills the hive.

We’re studying John Keats.

I thought I had a point to make, but now I see I don’t know exactly what a point is. What it is to have a point.

A point has no part.

Some purpose belongs to nothingness. Beauty is just one thing among many that obliterate consideration. One might even say consideration also obliterates itself.