To the Lighthouse

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to the lighthouse

“There it was before her - life. Life: she thought but she did not finish her thought. She took a look at life, for she had a clear sense of it there, something real, something private, which she shared neither with her children nor with her husband. A sort of transaction went on between them, in which she was on one side, and life was on another, and she was always trying to get the better of it, as it was of her; and sometimes they parleyed (when she sat alone); there were, she remembered, great reconciliation scenes; but for the most part, oddly enough, she must admit that she felt this thing that she called life terrible, hostile, and quick to pounce on you if you gave it a chance.”
~ Virginia Woolf in To The Lighthouse
to the lighthouse is, and most certainly, to the great displeasure of proponents not of the realist and modernist techniques, which verily are disagreeable to the uninitiated, is without a doubt, a piece of literature, if it may be called so inasmuch as it enacts life without, in itself, enacting the truest forms of life as it is, for it is merely a piece, or rather a masterpiece, if viewed through the eyepieces of peaceful literature analyses, or the individuals overseeing the analyses, or imagination, masterful imagination at that, documented into a novel, or a conglomeration of ideas and undoubtedly a piece of work which will, probably and most likely, be instrumental in to architecture of modernism, a Virginia Woolf novel.

edit yes, of course

to Woolf these words conveyed an extraordinary joy, as if it were settled, or more than settled, on the premise that the words were unsettling, the literary exposition that were bound to, or at least were almost bound, take place, and to the wonder to which the many readers had looked forward, for perhaps years and years, or so it seemed, was, after a paragraph and a quote that might perhaps be finally in touch.

for she, belonged to, from the age of forty-five, the great clan of writers, esoteric in nature, which cannot help but inevitably reveal the joys and sorrows of future prospects, whilst unknowingly clouding her most animistic instincts, forcing the hand of the animist to perhaps crystallize and transfix the moment upon which the gloom of radiance and the radiance of gloom, inextricably interlinked albeit ostensibly separated, she was unable to effectively transmit ideas, what with her senses dimmed, with the radiance toned down till but a candela, and resorted to the reconstruction of intellectual pieces, while inserting her, and in fact at times propagating the inherent psychological undertones, and mental tendencies, thoughts and beliefs to subjugate the intelligentsia under the guise of innovation.

and thus, when Melymbrosia was given, or accorded accordingly, through the critical critics and the intelligent intelligentsia, the three words of affirmation, which perhaps at some other time could be seen as something deceptive, Woolf laughed, but now with every trace of wilfulness abolished, and in stead, instead, a lingering feeling which can only be described as an Achilles' heel, a result borne perhaps of eudaimonia.

the only logical course of action after Melymbrosia, or the novel later called The Voyage Out, would be to extend her philosophical inquisition, as reflected, partially due to the influence of traditional modernists such as Marcel Proust and James Joyce, notwithstanding the recurring criticisms of the pre-raphaelites, and the aesthetes as well, conflating philosophical investigations with the art of lying, which were largely dimmed figures what with the deadening societal notion of extravagance, in Mrs. Dalloway; she did, however, innovate and attempt to instigate another course of action, which, could in fact bring about a different illumination as that of which she intends to implement, was to start with the writing of to the lighthouse; or in Woolf's own words, yes, of course.

edit complexity and complicacy

the stream of consciousness technique, as frequented by the many modernist writers in order to create the effect of am omniscient narrator, is perhaps the most important, and interesting, for it is of great interest to the reader who intends to identify identities from the intensity of the novel, for it is a lighthouse in itself, with beams of ambivalence reflecting and shining across to connect individuals hailing from different platforms; another manifestation of the lighthouse motif is the Ramsay household, or rather the house, for it is not a household when it is not the household members residing in the house, but it is merely a house and not a household nor a home but a house, for it attracts visitors and travelers, and in fact provides them with residence, and like a lighthouse it is a path, a beam of light, a way in which the sheep can be shepherded, for which individuals without bearing can regain theirs, to, develop and mature and eventually free themselves of their unknowing chains.

therefore, through this concept of the lighthouse, or the physical manifestation of this concept, the Ramsays are inadvertently exposed to, perhaps without their wanting to, varying individuals who reside in their house, ranging from the most complex, which at times are exceedingly sensitive, in turn causing the Ramsays to reciprocate, or rather return in kind, or in unkind, to the point that individuals are unable to properly interact, save for the select few who are oblivious, to the oblivious.

sympathy is another recurring motif, espoused especially through the Ramsays, in their thirst, which inevitably led to a disaster, even though the largest disaster of all, the death of Mrs Ramsay, and to a certain extent Andrew, was not the result of this thirst, which was the straining and constraining of emotional and psychological relationships, especially within the Ramsays; the Freudian archetypes are clearly illustrated, with James and his father undergoing, in actual fact, turbulence, and rather rocky, if not disastrous, grounds, part and parcel of the oedipal complex; it was later proven that Woolf did indeed research on Freudian theory, and investigate the emotional ties through plunging, herself, into the messy character web, conjured by herself, but not developed by herself, for she believed that the characters developed on their own, she was merely the architect of a building that was not to be completed, for understanding the complexity of individuals, which ties back to the complicate issue of complexity of the human emotion, which more often than not leaves the reader, in his attempt to eviscerate the stagnant part of himself to understand, and therefore develop his fecundity, the novel and its complexity, how sympathy for an individual can possibly, and most evidently eventually, as depicted in the novel, be a recipe for disaster, and the reader is often left with complexity and complicacy shrouding the complexity and complicacy of the individuals regarding the complexity and complicacy of the novel, described to contain complexity and complicacy.

edit teleologism

but it is with great satisfaction, exuberance of emotion almost, that the reader finds out that it is in fact, a trip which does find itself to occur, even though it is not something which has been expected, due to Mrs Ramsay passing, rather unfortunately, away, which happens, from which the Ramsays travel to the lighthouse, as espoused in traditional, which is slightly ironic, it being juxtaposed vis-a-vis the modernist, which can now be perhaps, identified as traditional modernism, teleological beliefs, which dictate that, as Newton aptly, or rather scientifically, as it is more so applied to the sciences than the humanities, phrases it, that there is always an equal and opposite reaction for every force, whereby the force in this case can be easily identified as the chunks of content which have happened in the process of the Ramsays, in their quest to the lighthouse, finally mature and embark on the sojourn to the lighthouse.

without a doubt, this masterpiece was purported to be a claim towards the non-teleological, inasmuch as the novel seems to be overbearing through its expositions of its characters, through a sudden turn of events, especially as those regarding Mr Ramsay, apologetically, seems to be versatile, even somewhat like glue, except that the glue does not dry and is full of substance, for he was a man, as portrayed, who identified with the ethical and academic intelligentsia of the Victorian community, through his writings and existentialist criticisms, without which the book could very easily be classified as teleological; but it is the inclusion of Mrs Ramsay, who seems to be, and very evidently is capable of, the heat capacity of Mr Ramsay, and with sufficient doses of her essence, or her rapier sharp wit, unequivocally reaches his latent heat, and therefore causes the change, reaffirming the novel's teleologism.

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