I prefer something which is wrong but vivid, to anything right but dead

In my quest to still my inner prompting, I came across Helena Blavatsky when I was 22.

Although rather confusingly written, her book Isis Unveiled gave me some clues, which then corresponded with my worldview…

Now… She is the founder of The Teosophical Movement. Although very popular in those days, many considered Helena Blavatsky a counterfeit.

Was she a fraud…or not?… Who cares after all?…- as long as this movement has directly or indirectly brought forth or influenced such great spirits like Kandinsky – who took inspiration in his abstract painting from Leadbeater’s books -, than another giant, Russian composer Alexander Scriabin, who was highly impacted by Blavatsky’s ideas, not to mention Jiddu Krishnamurti – one of the greatest thinkers of the last century who died in 1981 – who was found and educated by Alice Bailey and Leadbeater.

So again…fraud or not, there must have been something very powerful and fruitful in this teaching to have spawned such magnificent talents like the above mentioned.

So I´d rather prefer a vivid sham, a warped truth, so to say, to a pertinent but still-born academical thesis, which engenders nothing but despondency and doldrums…- like art and contemporary music today.