210 CREATIVE INVOLUTION 



as you do toward these Palaces of the Mundane 

 the sooner compassed the better. 



You pass from court to edifice and from edifice to 

 court, marvelling at the symmetry of plan and struc- 

 ture. Unity, balance, and harmony become manifest 

 as spatial properties you had been taught to re- 

 gard them as principles of art. You wonder if art 

 itself may not be merely a matter of right placing 

 the adjustment of a thing to its environment. You 

 are certain that this is so as each coign and niche 

 offers you its particular insight. Strange vagaries 

 float through your mind one's duty to the inani- 

 mate things of one's possession; the house too large 

 for the personality of the owner; the right setting 

 for certain idiosyncrasies each pointing the way, 

 as you think, 'to a different vista of human outlook. 

 What then your glad surprise to find these converg- 

 ing toward one ideal synthesis! In anticipation of 

 the splendour you hasten on till earth shall have at- 

 tained to heaven. There it stands " a structure 

 brave," the Palace of Art, the Temple of the Soul 

 and you know you were made to be perfect, too. 



Now that you apprehend the plan of the beauti- 

 ful conception spread before you, symmetry takes 

 on a vital significance for your thought. You try to 

 recall what you learned of it in geometry. There 

 was a folding over, you remember, and a fitting to- 

 gether " congruence " you believe it was called. 

 But that could have no meaning for solids. Stop! 



