The Miracle Cures of Dr. Aira Read Online Free PDF

more than what was enclosed in and exemplified by these
forms that emerged from the present.
    Of course, the transformations the forms undergo during
their voyage through time render their destinations fairly unpredictable. Work
done in one field can end up exerting an influence on another, on any other,
even the most distant and unrelated one. Hence, his efforts in the field of
medicine could create, centuries later, new styles in fields as different from
his own as astrophysics, sports, or fashion. But what importance does this have?
The true cultivator of worlds sows his seeds in change itself, in the maelstrom.
Be that as it may, the idea enveloped him in a daydream — innate to him, in fact
— in which everything was transformed into everything else, through beautiful
transitions like works of art.
    Paradoxically, the opportunity that presented itself to
him — because of the fact that it was an opportunity, particularly an
opportunity to think, to elaborate his thoughts without stopping for practical
considerations — brought with it an urgency for practical action, an urgency to
make something. That’s what it was all about, because the other, theory, is what
he had been doing his whole life, without the tyranny of necessity loosening its
grip even for the few months he needed to transform theory into tangible
objects. He was in the position of a poet who had written ten thousand poems and
now had to seriously consider publishing them.
    Things. Tangible things that could be held in a hand,
placed in a drawer. The world was always praising “young people who make
things,” and for good reason. Because ninety-nine percent of the value of
things, of their intrinsic beauty, is derived from time. A comb is useful only
for combing your hair (and not even this if you’re bald), but a
two-hundred-year-old comb is sold as a precious object in an antique store, and
a two-thousand-year-old comb is exhibited in a museum and is priceless. That’s
why it’s worthwhile to make things in one’s youth, because these are the only
things we have the possibility of seeing made more beautiful by the patina of
time, if we live to an old age. Those we make later remain for future
generations, and we miss out on them. Dr. Aira had missed the chance, and he
bitterly lamented this fact. But to make things now, at fifty, might bring back
some inkling of youth; perhaps it would place time on his side.
    The first thing was to begin publishing his installments
of the Miracle Cures. First of all, obviously, he had to write them . . . But at
the same time he didn’t need to write them because throughout the last few years
he had filled an unbelievable number of notebooks with elaborations on his
ideas; he had written so much that to write any more, on the same subject, was
utterly impossible, even if he’d wanted to. Or better said, it was possible,
very possible; it was what he had been doing year after year, in the constant
“changing of ideas” that were his ideas. Continuing to write or continuing to
think, which were the same, was equivalent to continuing to transform his ideas.
That had been happening to him from the beginning, ever since his first idea. He
had no other choice if he wanted to progress, for the subject was always the
same: Cure through Miracles. His lack of dogmatism combined with his absolute
conviction gave his mental elaboration on the subject a plasticity that held it
in perpetual flux, which gave him an immeasurable relative advantage over the
other miracle healers; on the other hand, it had prevented him from ever
concretizing anything.
    A related problem, which he had worked on laboriously, was
his principled refusal to use examples. The established discourse in the genre
was based on the exposition of “cases,” clinical cases, surprising cases,
exceptional cases . . . But since all cases were exceptional, even the most
typical ones, any text written within that system was condemned to being merely
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