philosophy

The Divine Murmur

Speech holds the Real; it is the light that illumines the sight; it is the flute that animates the shadows …

The Play of Masks

I wear a mask made of nothing, you don’t see it on my face but I feel it all the …

For the Love of Shadows

Logos is a threat to the intrinsic ambiguity of existence; it fragments an existence already shredded by time. Logos is …

The Soul is Eternal

Experience of time arises only where there is consciousness of eternity. Our awareness of the impermanence of worldly existence presupposes …

We Are Home

We came upon a face concealed in the field, One which sees in all directions but is itself unseen. Our …

Spiritual Experience

Human experience: Experience in which the subject is the spirit and the object is nature. Spiritual experience: Experience in which …

There is Nothing to Know

All my life I had been plagued with a fundamental need to know, to know not in quantities but that …

The Passing

All things pass but the passing. All things appear and disappear in the passing, but the passing itself neither appears …

The Inside Out Soul

This infinity that is in front of me, the infinity that shows itself to me as an indefinite extension of …

The Masks of Time

Modes of time in terms of their potentialities for knowledge and action: without the present there’s neither past nor future …

We Rise Above

It is quite a bullshit theory that there are among us humans some that cope better with life’s surprises than …

My Perennials

I see, and I see from a dimension into which no creature can look. I roll in plain sight but …

The Eye of the Eternal

My dear friend, what is fallible is also the infallible. What is here is also there, and what is temporal …

Philosophizing with Hammer

The topic came up during a midsummer night conversation with a sweet and sensitive spirit, the idea that a purely …

Seek not, See!

To know the truth is not the same as having a theory or a belief system about reality, however logical …

Find Me If You Can

The Void swallows that which is like it, empty and transparent. In that blessed moment what is above snatches from …