What's the difference between a dirt floor and an "earthen" floor? Oh, and make sure you inflect your voice just right when saying "earthen". If you can't see the scintillating beauty of the emperor's new clothes, you're just an unsophisticated country-dweller who can't recognize chic when he sees it. (How to enlighten yourself? Read the New York Times every day.)
Favorite quote:
Some aficionados see a spiritual aspect to earthen floors, too. Mr. Rowell said his floor would help create a “sacred space.” Mr. Meyer agreed. “I think people are craving the earth,” he said. “They want to be more primal. How much more primal can you get than dirt?”
The immense crystalline irony of "western civilisation" in its most brilliant peaks groping for truth and reality and meaning, having abandoned the source of true life, God the Creator, and subsequently ending up blindly groveling on the floor, eating dirt and ashes. But it still considers itself beautiful, oh yes. Unending, our glorious evolution. Sublime, our brave new world.
The indigenous americans and for that matter still the poorest of the poor of all the earth have dirt floors. The time once was when (western, judeo-christian) civilization elevated itself (in a self-aware way) above the dirt. Now having lost its heritage and being forced to seek more and more stimulation in an desperate quest for meaning, it runs back to the animistic and architectural poverty of the primitive civilizations, like a wolf licking a frozen blood-covered knife, frantic with mixed pain and desire, bleeding to death but unable to pull away.
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