Pray to the birds

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Love every leaf… Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things. Once you have perceived it, you will begin to comprehend it better every day, and you will come at last to love the world with an all-embracing love. Love the animals: God has given them the rudiments of thought and untroubled joy. So do not trouble it, do not harass them, do not deprive them of their joy, do not go against God’s intent. Man, do not exalt yourself above the animals: they are without sin, while you in your majesty defile the earth by your appearance on it, and you leave the traces of your defilement behind you — alas, this is true of almost every one of us! …(…)… My young brother asked even the birds to forgive him. It may sound absurd, but it is right none the less, for everything, like the ocean, flows and enters into contact with everything else: touch one place, and you set up a movement at the other end of the world. It may be senseless to beg forgiveness of the birds, but, then, it would be easier for the birds, and for the child, and for every animal if you were yourself more pleasant than you are now. Everything is like an ocean, I tell you. Then you would pray to the birds, too, consumed by a universal love, as though in ecstasy, and ask that they, too, should forgive your sin. Treasure this ecstasy, however absurd people may think it. Dostoyevsky

Les trous noirs

Ce qui est appelé le mal désigne une erreur, un aiguillage fatal, le point initial regardé du fond du trou pour ne plus en bouger. Les trous noirs sont un mystère, que quelqu’un existe et les mesure est plus mystérieux encore. D’un pas qui à chaque pas détermine la précision de la mesure du pas sans tenir aucun compte de la distance prise.

Wheels of change

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I was asked by a professor of psychiatry once if I ever experienced depression. I answered ‘not to the best of my knowledge/experience’.

He replied simply: ‘of course not. You move too much….’

I tell all people I meet but especially those battling depression, loss of meaning and similar states: MORE NON-VERBAL EXPERIENCES DAILY is what the doc prescribes and movement is the best medium.

All roads will eventually lead back to the unspoken thing(s)we corrupt with our words.The path there passes through the body, movement, stillness. It has long been understood by some spiritual paths, processes, methods, religions and various systems but knowing is not enough, cause that is achieved through the same problematic medium we wish to avoid.

You must EXPERIENCE – through the practicum.

All you have is what you are, and what you give

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Nietzsche: What then is truth? A movable host of metaphors, metonymies, and anthropomorphisms: in short, a sum of human relations which have been poetically and rhetorically intensified, transferred, and embellished, and which, after long usage, seem to a people to be fixed, canonical, and binding. Truths are illusions which we have forgotten are illusions — they are metaphors that have become worn out and have been drained of sensuous force, coins which have lost their embossing and are now considered as metal and no longer as coins.

Asperger

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My asperger memory
remembers with neurons
sees more of what you have seen
hears anew what you have heard most often
thinks what you have always thought
remembers abscission and winttering when it is spring
makes a habit of your heart.

My asperger body has to remember
to suppress the evil
to erase it from memory and abondon it
so it will dwell within you
like a flight in a clear sky.

My asperger will
never gets any more out of life than you expect
keeps my mind on the things i want and off those I don’t
knows things live by moving and gain strength as they go
tries to be a calm beholder of what is happening around


My asperger feelings
are aware of conditioning
drop and dissolve inner to outer blockage
disperse the attitude not by altering outer condition
see that there is no one to fight, only an illusion to see through
know no one can hurt me unless I allow him to
inwardly, psychologically, want to be a nobody.

Apathetic future

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“People are always shouting they want to create a better future. It’s not true. The future is an apathetic void of no interest to anyone. The past is full of life, eager to irritate us, provoke and insult us, tempt us to destroy or repaint it. The only reason people want to be masters of the future is to change the past. They are fighting for access to the laboratories where photographs are retouched and biographies and histories rewritten”

Milan Kundera