The highlight of my day is sitting in the balcony in the morning hours when the sun shines from in between the surrounding buildings, drinking my hot coffee and smoking a cigarette. Here in the winters of Florence, Italy, my balcony is positioned so that it sees the sun only for 45 minutes in the … More Readiness is All: On The Power of Faith
Sinn, in German is to have meaning, to deploy intelligence forward and outward. Perhaps it’s the same thing: to sin is to sinn, to suppress one’s primordial and divine stupidity for the sake of a loaf of meaning; it’s to beat the innocent stupidity in the head by the hammer of intelligence and wisdom so that life finds some arbitrary and transient meaning. Man can’t tolerate meaninglessness and indeterminate being, that is, sheer stupidity. To bring things into form, into intelligible conceptions and limitations, this man elevates intelligence over and above stupidity and takes the fall and the subsequent suffering. … More I Can’t Stand Musicals & More
Truth shines in the heart. Spiritual practices make the heart receptive to natural light, as opposed to artificial, i.e. lunar light. This is only a matter of spiritual/intellectual reorientation of the soul. Thus, spiritual practices in fact reorient the Intellect toward its origin. … More Spiritual Practice & Reorienting the Soul
God is deaf; It is blind; It is dull, dark, and dumb. Ears and eyes and wit are windows to what’s outside of oneself. But there’s nothing outside of God, so God, mind you, is deaf; It is blind; It is dull, dark, and dumb. When I came across God, It perceived me not, for … More Coming Across God
Is it a gift or a curse, self-awareness! The endless expanse of this Self is at times terrible and frightening to look at. At times I cannot take up its infinitude. I am more comfortable when the Self breastfeeds me the mundane, and I am more at ease when placed among the herd and in … More The Taxidermist
Speech holds the Real; it is the light that illumines the sight; it is the flute that animates the shadows and brings them forth and out of the primordial obscurity. What’s found in the depths must be rescued and exposed by the ever ascending rope of speech. Oh, silence! Truth is so vast that it … More The Divine Murmur
The present moment with all that’s happening in and around it is a canvas with some paint on the side. It is up to me how to look at it and what to make of it. Heaven and hell are not places in this world or the other world; they are the reflections to myself … More Hell is Blindness in Heaven
All my life I had been plagued with a fundamental need to know, to know not in quantities but that by knowing which everything else is known. And one night the Great Void reached out and took me into the Open and told me the great secret, and then I knew. Now I have come … More There is Nothing to Know
I see, and I see from a dimension into which no creature can look. I roll in plain sight but who is to see my face! What keeps me concealed from view is the pure simplicity of my nature. What brings me into view is the pure simplicity of your nature. Some have sought me … More My Perennials
We are a people of a descending order, coming from a long line of immigrants who were forced into exile due to crimes of passion. This expulsion of ours, this apparent thrown-ness from out of ourselves, was never a geographical translation but rather a geometrical descension. We fell, and we fell badly, into an inferior … More Of Vice and Men
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