On Macedonia

On Macedonia

Listen to what It tells the world. What did the wise have in mind when they emphasized the trinity of creation?! Nothing but the fact that what IS consists of an inner duality, of the universal integral – binomial; and that the world is partitioned because in the process of unification it obtains its utmost competence: creation of the new, perpetuation of the glorious Original Revolt against the black Void. Empedocles, one more of the lucky ones to be born near the “Clasp of the Worlds”, understood that the origin of the of what originally was One. The search for the self, the mastery over the desire for the Other, are the only ways in which the Universe can direct its creative capacities to produce new values and beauty. What is love, asks Empedocles, if not the power which leads us to the Other, and by which the Other understands us as a condition for His own existence.

The story about the sandal of this magnificent wise man illustrates his previous statement: when he jumped in the mouth of Aetna, his sandal surfaced on the flowing lava exactly at the place where he told his friends to wait for it.

Hegel, who had not the privilege to be born near the place where the prophesied meeting of the worlds took place (he was born far away from Macedonia), was certain that the wisdom of this region was the most profound revelation of the mortals. He believed that the solution to the universal enigma was buried there, in Macedonia. His dialectics is nothing else but an exhaustive philosophic analysis, a learned commentary on what stretches before our eyes, known as:
THE BUCKLE OF MACEDONIA!
Three elements are in play. Each sufficient to ensure its own existence.
Disconnected, they are unable to create anything. The secret of the buckle lies in the secret of connecting. Each element is framed within a delicately forged chain: two symbolize separation, and the third connecting one completes the entity. As such the central element suggests the unity of the disconnected ones, whereas they, subtly but convincingly, stress their symbolic function of wings. Amid the dynamic centre of gravity, in the very focus where the forces and the essence of all three parts intersect – the circle is the perfect harmonious partitur of the universe. Don’t the protruding embers of the Sun-fire shine from within?! And doesn’t the same finding again come with three new circles?! And all are joined in their common centre!
As for the central part of the Macedonian buckle – the conceptual cradle of the genesis – isn’t it again exactly the same formula, only intensified and amplified?! The main body now is the buckle itself. Its wings, now quite widely spread, as they should be for their long-lasting flight to eternity, are the two entities, left and right, in which the same code may be recognized and deciphered. Surely, that same fundamental surface is now massive, because it is supposed to support and hold, and even subsume, the two lateral entities which it unites. For the same reason, the central circle is also larger: Also, the Sun, engraved in the circle, is more glaring and warmer – since accumulates the glow and the heat of both entities it is connected with. As for the chain, thrown as a rectorical, royal sign, it is not a meaningless ornament, but a genuine insignia of the vital pillar of the world. It has been triple woven; it complements the chain tied to the centre – to the “Catena Mundi”– the ending and meeting point of all lines. The central chain has also been decorated about with a delicate pearly treble clasp, while three perfect circles are again attached to the ends of the three central chains.
Once one understands the concept of the “Macedonian buckle” one will understand the anatomy of our Planet. The Earth has created Islands just because Macedonia is not one. Just because Macedonia shows how Islands turn into Continents!

From “Macedonia–Catena Mundi”, monography, 1994, ©Tabernakul.
Translated by Gordana Netkovska

AuthorFerid Muhić
2018-08-21T17:24:06+00:00 March 1st, 1998|Categories: Blesok no. 01, Essays, Literature|0 Comments