ACCORDING TO PEOPLE WHO HAVE THOUGHT THEMSELVES IN ARTICULO MORTIS BUT who even so survived that brush with death, graphic epitomes of their lives passed rapidly before their eyes, compacting years and years of experience into pregnant seconds. It would seem from this that the perceived approach of an end facilitates the perception of pattern. Within a maze one experiences a chaos of culdesacs and claustrophobic barriers; viewed from without (and above), its geometric topiary seems both orderly and benign. When, therefore, a priest in Iris Murdoch's Unofficial Rose tells us that we must not expect our lives to a shape. They are invisibly shaped by God. Goodness accepts the contingent. Love accepts the contingent. Nothing is more fatal to love than to want everything to (111), his sentiment does violence to our unquenchable rage for order. Patrick White, for one, documented his own thirst for, and belief in, visible shape when he sent his brief credo to Ingmar Bjorksten in 1973:I also a belief in a supernatural power of which I had been given inklings from time to time; there been incidents and coincidences which shown me that there is a design behind the haphazardness. I suppose there is one line of thought which would say I see it because I want to, but from my teens till middle age I didn't want to: it was only when it was forced on me that I had to accept. (Bjorksten 24-5)Not only does the framework of institutional religion repeatedly affirm the existence of such a design, but clearly such extra-institutional mystics as Patrick White also expended energy in seeking a form that contingencies veil, even if that perception comes unsought and to some extent unearned (there is something crypto-Calvinist about the passive have been given), and even if the perception remains partial rather than perfect (inklings), and the object syntactically denied (to accept).In World, Henry Vaughan claimed to seen Eternity Like a great Ring of and endless (Gardner 271), his point of vantage outside its cycle permitting a perception of form-something akin to the rings of Saturn-just as Archimedes needed an extra-planetary fulcrum for his theoretical leverage of earth. Seen from within, pure and endless would amounted to an unformed, chilly snow-blindness like Shelley's white radiance (498), a whiteness that makes many yearn instead for Keatsian many-coloured glass. Seen from without, however, Vaughan's endless light assumes the (self-enclosed) end of magisterial form, just as the perceived onset of death affords a view from without and above-perhaps even a Pisgah-panorama-permitting the summation of a subject's existence. But pattern can also be accessed by the next best thing to death, viz, a loss of selfhood in the experience of deity. Just such a graphic epitome, a life made meaningful in summary tableaux, occurs toward the end of The Solid Mandala where, like Vaughan in Eternity, Arthur has discovered an immanent pattern. Because this is made occurs from a point outside its compass, from the contemplative center of his mandalas, he edits his overview into their quadrate form, each quadrant a conspectus of the key moments by which the key figures in his life-himself, Dulcie, Mrs Poulter and Waldo-have had their own lives defined.The execution of the insight poses problems, however, and White has largely glossed over the mechanism by which this conspectual life-pageant (the kind more often associated with the onset of death) comes into being. Arthur announces his project in choreographic terms-I'm going to dance for you, Mrs Poulter, he said. Em going to dance a mandala.He knew she was preparing to laugh, but wouldn't, because she had grown fond of him. (White 265)-but never, in the course of the description, do we witness a single step. At one point White specifies the mode of execution (violent movement a Le Saae du printemps to fertilize Waldo's sterile life): He had begun to stamp, brittly rigid, in his withering. …
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