The Decline of the West (Volume 2): Perspectives of World-History, Paperback/Oswald Spengler

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Description The Decline of the West Volume II: Perspectives of World-History By Oswald Spengler Contents I-Origin and Language--The Cosmic and the Microcosm II-Origin and Language--The Group of the Higher Cultures III-Origin and Language--The Relations between the Cultures IV-Cities and Peoples--The Soul of the City V-Cities and Peoples--Peoples, Races, Tongues VI-Cities and Peoples--Primitives, Culture-Peoples, Fellaheen VII-Problems of the Arabian Culture--Historic Pseudomorphoses VIII-Problems of the Arabian Culture--The Magian Soul IX-Problems of the Arabian Culture--Pythagoras, Mohammed, Cromwell X-The State--The Problem of the Estates: Nobility and Priesthood XI-The State--State and History XII-The State--Philosophy of Politics XIII-The Form-world of Economic Life--Money XIV-The Form-world of Economic Life--The Machine Excerpt from Chapter I Regard the flowers at eventide as, one after the other, they close in the setting sun. Strange is the feeling that then presses in upon you--a feeling of enigmatic fear in the presence of this blind dreamlike earth-bound existence. The dumb forest, the silent meadows, this bush, that twig, do not stir themselves, it is the wind that plays with them. Only the little gnat is free--he dances still in the evening light, he moves whither he will. A plant is nothing on its own account. It forms a part of the landscape in which a chance made it take root. The twilight, the chill, the closing of every flower--these are not cause and effect, not danger and willed answer to danger. They are a single process of nature, which is accomplishing itself near, with, and in the plant. The individual is not free to look out for itself, will for itself, or choose for itself. An animal, on the contrary, can choose. It is emancipated from the servitude of all the rest of the world. This midget swarm that dances on and on, that solitary bird still flying through the evening, the fox approaching furtively the nest--these are little worlds of their