A knight of magic, waving his wand + dispersing the shadows of maya.
The sage veils his light yet still shines.
Today's fact is that we are composites of energy + intelligence of varying intensities + compactness, existing in a universe of multiple force-fields.
YOU TRY TO STEER CLEAR of commitments but you are just as likely to propose marriage if you are not pressured to do so. You are big on equality, sharing + innovation - and life with you would certainly not be dull.
"Even as the green grass
I have given you all things."
The exhaustion of the mind
which attempts to penetrate
the mystery of her.
THE INSTRUMENT OF ALL HUMAN ENLIGHTENMENT IS AN EDUCATED MIND ILLUMINATED BY REVELATION.
The clues to the nature of life + death to the structure of the universe itself are freely available to men on earth for they lie within the range of the natural senses.
The history of mankind is the history of hypnotism.
All concepts are obsolete: think in other categories.
A knight of magic, waving his Wand
and dispersing the shadows of Maya.
Today's fact: we are composites of energy and intelligence of varying intensities and compactness, existing in a universe of multiple force-fields.
The Scientist's Purpose is to Achieve Synthesis;
the Artist Aims at Juxtaposition;
the Humorist's Game is to Contrive a Collision.
"The great stream of human knowledge is impartially heading towards a non-mechanical reality. The Universe begins to look more like a great thought than a great machine."
But, be that as it may, I have tried to prove nothing, but to paint my picture well and light it properly.
A lie is the only truth men can share with each other,
so I will tell you lies, like we always do.
HOW FAIR + PLEASANT ART THOU, O LOVE, FOR DELIGHTS!
Thy stature is like to a palm tree,
And thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
I said, "I will go up to the palm tree,
I will take hold of the boughs thereof: Now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples.
And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that sleep to speak." -- The Song of Songs
Joe when this young lady gets through with you, you will be able to sing, whistle, chew gum, play chess, hold your breath, and fly a kite simultaneously -- and all this while riding a bicycle under water. Take him, sis, he's all yours.
Hardening of the Categories leads to Art Disease.
Never is one more active than when he does nothing; never is he less alone than when he is by himself." -- Cato
You dream of escape; but do not run away in order to be free. If you fly from yourself, your prison will run with you.
Purpose of life is unknown, and hence the way-to-be is hidden-- Who can say if perhaps schizophrenics are not correct-- they take a brave journey. They turn away from mere things, which one may handle and turn to practical use; they turn inward to meaning. There, the black-night-without-bottom lies, the pit. Who can say if they will return? And if so, what will they be like, having glimpsed meaning? I admire them.
"His style was high-flown and cryptic, laden with metaphor, obscure scriptural allusions, and a sort of erotic symbolism."
In fact, there is an apocalyptic tradition that hands down to these ecstatics visions and experiences . . . that a raving man should rave in the same pattern as another who came before him.
I will seize life by the throat, taking arms against a sea of troubles, and, by shaking, end it. -- Ludwig Beethoven, private correspondence
". . . Aiming at many roles, he was always playing one or another of them for all he was worth. To do justice to their number requires an interminable catalogue of types. No brief description is adequate. Trapnel wanted, among other things, to be a writer, a dandy, a lover, a comrade, an eccentric, a sage, a virtuoso, a good chap, a man of honour, a hard case, a spendthrift, an opportunist, a raisonneur; to be very rich, to be very poor, to possess a thousand mistresses, and to win the heart of one love to whom he was ever faithful, to be on the best of terms with all men and to avenge savagely the lightest affront, to live to a hundred years full of honour and to die young and unknown but recognized the following day as the most neglected genius of the age." -- A Dance To The Music Of Time 4th Movement - Winter "Books Do Furnish A Room" Anthony Powell
". . . Moorish harem style, as conceived by Mad King Ludwig, with a dash of Disneyland . . ."
A thing of beauty is a joy forever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness, but still will keep A bower of quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and gentle breathing. -- Keats "Endymion"
My Thought Emerges
| Girls will be boys |
Not until the male |
| and boys will be girls |
become female |
| It's a mixed-up |
and the female male, |
| whirled-up |
shall ye enter into |
| shook-up world |
The Kindgom of Heaven. |
| except for Lola. |
-- Jesus, The Apocryphal |
| -- Ray Davies - The Kinks |
Gospel of Thomas. |
"These actors, as I foretold you, were all spirits, and are melted into air, into thin air; And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, the solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve and, like this insubstantial pageant faded, leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff as dreams are made on . . . "
Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring
Your Winter garment of Repentance fling:
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To flutter -- and the Bird is on the Wing.
He was a sick and solitary prophet,
deeply wounded in his sex, sick and mad with longing;
he wanted her as a man dying of thirst
wants the drink of water that will save him.
"I'd like to think of my work as a cradle in which
philosophy would rock itself to sleep, thumb in mouth."