Savoir Faire

Tales of the Fairground : VII

 

 

 

 

 

 

Albert Camus epitomized the experience of savoir faire for many people even as he was writing his stories of Sisyphus. It is not necessarily a contradiction. Its a double matinee that is managed with some panache. In the exuberance of its expression, savoir faire makes bare the best laid plans of mice and men.

 

It does it without mercy as if unmindful and transports the individual to a place where what is good for him is good for the world and vice versa. But it cannot do it without a fight.

 

It is a precarious place to be. The best will in such conditions is no match for the timely accumulation of circumstances in the world that makes such an achievement possible. Such a one time opportunity in time and place heals the experience of promises in the past that may have found their mark if not for the social imperatives that we encountered.

 

It brings a force that substitutes for the dream and creates a realization in the physical here and now, that the injured promise may not yet recognize. The individual is tasked with the responsibility that it does. This he does with devotion and the special touch of the care-giver for overcoming past habits of thought.

 

When he does that, he realizes that its not a dream, nor imagination. It is not the relationship. It is. An individual is either in contact with it or he's not.

 

Thereafter in reflecting on the depth of its experience, the individual realizes that it doesn't grope for the knowledge of itself, merely its notions. It does not hope. It walks boldly into a place unknown for such tributes. It reaches for the will of the aspiration and transforms it into a wheel that leads the aspiration for everybody else.

 

It is then that the individual realizes, it is also love. The kind that defies all descriptions and dodges attempts to possess it. Like a redwood it commands the character of life in its surroundings. And then it stands alone to sculpt a quality of life to reflect itself.