It Is An Evil World. The Fires

A New Culture Can Only Grow Up In The Soil Of A Purged Humanity.

The Spirit Of Playful Competition Is, As A Social Impulse, Older Than Culture Itself And Pervades All Life Like A Veritable Ferment. Ritual Grew Up In Sacred Play; Poetry Was Born In Play And Nourished On Play; Music And Dancing Were Pure Play....we Have To Conclude, Therefore, That Civilization Is, In Its Earliest Phases, Played. It Does Not Come From Play...it Arises In And As Play, And Never Leaves It.

Whether The Aim Is In Heaven Or On Earth, Wisdom Or Wealth, The Essential Condition Of Its Pursuit And Attainment Is Always Security And Order.

The Things Which Can Make Life Enjoyable Remain The Same. They Are, Now As Before, Reading, Music, Fine Arts, Travel, The Enjoyment Of Nature, Sports, Fashion, Social Vanity (knightly Orders, Honorary Offices, Gatherings) And The Intoxication Of The Senses.

Culture Arises And Unfolds In And As Play... Culture Itself Bears The Character Of Play.