Does anyone know what MAIEUTIC means? Believe in it?

Maieutics

“But, after all, it is much easier to discover than to see
when the  cover is off.  It has been well said  that the
attitude of  inspection is prone.’  Wisdom does not
inspect, but  behold. We must look a long time
before  we can  see. Slow are the beginnings
of philosophy.

If people ever GOT IT  in my terms

(*you reek!…Ah!  I get it): heart shaker,

house breaker ooo my gawd suddenly I

see what you’re saying is doing to me;

wouldn’t  that send me out the roof?

Pump me like a balloon inflated so

high when I spit it’d touch every one,

I’m sure,  to cure the blind: that’s why

this business of provocation moves

thru clods & clouds of unknowing.

Raindrops keep falling on my head.

Sunshine would dry me out absolutely;

never the less I burn whenever I stop

yearning.

He has something demoniacal in him,  who can
discern a law or couple two facts.  We can imagine
a time when ‘Water Runs Downhill’  may have been
taught in the schools.

I’m doing science.  Sigh-ence if you like.

In my case-study, the two go together:
2  hands slapping sighs & sci’s  just
following my gnosis, forgive me my
trespasses & poses.  

The true man of science will know nature better by his

finer organization; he will smell, taste hear, feel

better than other men. His will be a deeper

and a finer experience.

I saw a student outside the work-office who is  studying

the piliated woodpecker (called “Lawd-To-Gawd” in

Yoknapatawpha according to Faulkner) at four

different locations and not having the success

he wants in determining patterns for his

senior science seminar presentation.

We do not learn by inference and deduction and the

application of mathematics to philosophy, but by

direct intercourse and sympathy.

I told him don’t you worry about it; just accurately record what

you do and what you see and it’s all good and they got to give

you the credit for it:  patterns or no patterns not with standing. 

“Yeah,” he says: “I’m doing science,  that’s for sure.” 

“Yeah, I agreed:  that’s what science is: say what

you see best you  can: whatever is is good.” 

It is with science as with ethics—we can not know  truth

by contrivance and method; the Baconian is as false

as any  other, and with all the helps  of machinery

and the arts, the most  scientific will still be the

healthiest and friendliest man, and possess a

more perfect Indian wisdom.”

Eureka.

From H.D.  Thoreau’s “A Natural History of Massachusetts”

& reconfigured & reformatted to fit my screed.