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    Sculptum Est Prosa: The Voices of Genius
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    Sculptum Est Prosa: The Voices of Genius

    By Ivan Kireevskii

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    sculptum est prosa is a unique collection of poems that present views on the synthesis at the edge of inquiry into the world around us the study of the simple and the complex.

    Drawing on the physical sciences, anthropology, psychology, religion, philosophy and the arts; Ivan Kireevskii offers a unique and disquieting perspective as he reshapes the words, thoughts and theories of some of the greatest thinkers of times past to the brightest of present day.

    We find ourselves in a bewildering world we want to make sense of what we see around us. In the wave of doubt, today, there are fires both of sentimentality and skepticism where truth can only be momentary.

    We comfort ourselves with an illusion of predictability. We fantasize that we can manipulate the world around us by the imaginary forces that we have invented.

    Astronomers peer into the heavens, mathematicians devise elaborate theories, physicists construct complex machines, and philosophers search for the ultimate answers and indeed, the ultimate questions

    Kireevskiis poems are haunted by their voices in which their words have been sculptured to harmonize.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherArchway Publishing
    Release dateMar 29, 2013
    ISBN9781480800281
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    Sculptum Est Prosa: The Voices of Genius
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    Ivan Kireevskii

    A wandering ascetic, born stoic, was taught by Hume...where he learned to question the absolute. He became Vienna's myth-maker. He is Michelangelo and will paint you sadness. He is Montaigne and has relished solitude.He is Descartes...was born a devout stranger, never a child.

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