some time to become accustomed to the dark, would he not become a figure of fun? Would they
not say that he went up, but came back down with his eyes ruined, and that it is not worth even
trying to go upwards? And if they could somehow get their hands on and kill a person who was
trying to free people and lead them upwards, would they not do just that?”
“Definitely,” he said.
“Then, dear Glaucon,” I said, “you should connect this image, in its entirety, with what we were
saying before. Compare the realm revealed by sight to the prison house, and the firelight within it
to the power of our sun. And if you suggest that the upward journey, and seeing the objects of the
upper world, is the ascent of the soul to the realm known by reason, you will not be misreading
my intention, since that is what you wanted to hear. God knows whether it happens to be true, but
in any case this is how it all seems to me. When it comes to knowledge, the form of the good is
seen last, and is seen only through effort. Once seen, it is reckoned to be the actual cause of all
that is beautiful and right in everything, bringing to birth light, and the lord of light, in the visible
realm, and providing truth and reason in the realm known by reason, where it is lord. Anyone who
is to act intelligently, either in private or in public, must have had sight of this.”
“I also hold the same views that you hold,” he said, “after my own fashion, anyway.”
“Come on, then,” I said, “and agree with me about something else. Do not be surprised that those
who have attained these heights have no desire for involvement in human affairs. Their souls,
rather, are constantly hastening to commune with the upper realm. For I presume that is what is
likely to happen, if this really does accord with the image we described earlier.”
“Yes, quite likely,” he said.
“Yes. And do you think it would it be any surprise”, I asked, “if someone who has returned from
divine contemplations to human affairs disgraces himself badly, and appears utterly ridiculous,
while his eyes are still dim, and if, before he has become accustomed to the prevailing darkness,
he is compelled to argue, in courtrooms or elsewhere, about the shadows of justice or the artificial
objects which cast those shadows, and dispute about these matters as understood by people who
have never seen justice itself?”
“No, that would be no surprise at all,” he replied.
“But if someone were endowed with reason,” I said, “he would recall that the confounding of the
eyes is of two kinds and has two sources: a change from light to darkness, and from darkness to
light. And having realised that the same thing happens to the soul, he will not laugh boorishly
whenever he sees a soul confused and unable to see clearly. Instead, he will enquire whether it has
come from a brighter life and is darkened because it is not used to the gloom, or it is coming from
the utter darkness of ignorance into a brighter realm, and is dazzled by the greater brilliance. So,
on this basis he would regard the condition and the life of one soul as blessed, while he would feel
compassion for the other. And if he wished to laugh at it, his laughter would be less scornful than
it would for a soul descended from the light above.”
“Yes,” he said. “What you are saying is very reasonable.”
“Then,” I said, “if this is all true, there is something we need to recognise about it: education is
not the sort of thing which some people profess it to be. They somehow claim that although knowl-
edge is not present in the soul, they can put it there as if they were putting sight into blind eyes.”
“Yes, that is what they say.”
“Yes,” I said, “but the argument is now indicating that this capacity, present in the soul of each
person, the instrument by which each learns, is like an eye which cannot turn to the light from the
darkness unless the whole body turns. So, this instrument must be turned, along with the entire
soul, away from becoming until it becomes capable of enduring the contemplation of ‘what is’
and the very brightest of ‘what is’, which we call the good. Is this so?”
“Yes.”
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517 e
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