A homage of any kind, be it in words, in thoughts, or in life would be incomplete concerning Simone Weil’s genius and her intellectual wisdom.
This is one of the few times when my love for philosophy, that somehow defines this absurd and vague “I” that I am, has been made perfectly clear. Simone Weil is an enigma. Perhaps one could say that Simone Weil didn’t write the aphorisms that make up Gravity and Grace; the truth is that they wrote her. Taking into account Simone Weil’s love for contradiction, her “being and becoming” is nothing but the “being and becoming” of the mechanism of space, time, and relativity for which she became. This relationship between a self and the universe and the bridge that connects both worlds makes up the spirit of this book. The law of gravity is as contemplative a theme that Simone embraces to illuminate the deeply rewarding act of grace that man has forgotten to extend inwards. Simone Weil writes that man understands himself so far as he transfers his sense of reality into things. This breeds attachment which accompanies man into a state of absence. What man must strive for is solitariness. This is just one example out of so many others that Simone Weil weighs upon us. The weight of which is provocative and so terribly good. Her philosophy of emptiness, the renunciation of a self, the temptation of imagination echoes the tenets of Joseph Campbell, Carl Jung, perhaps even Kierkegaard though in a contradictory sense. What makes reading Gravity and Grace necessary is the sense of detachment and ironic intimacy she ignites in the reader. It harbors no doctrine, no universal truth, no religion. Just a way of being and getting to the roots of becoming. Her writing re-defines the beautiful and the omnipresent.