When spirit engages boundaries disappear. This doesn't mean that all distinctness disappears (in fact things become more distinct), but that language is no longer appropriate because description (separation) cannot exist. Poetry/metaphor conjures spirit - the energy of unification - whereas prose simply describes things in their state of (disconnected) repose. Connectedness implies & requires movement. Time does not exist in spirit: all linearity/continuity is fractured. The infinite is not vast expanse but discretized (digitised) intensity. Dynamic tension: in tension: intention: attention: (extension - contention). Reality a plethora of energy explosions. Mind so alive & awake it trembles & becomes the space between. The salmon of wisdom driving against the current - using frictional slippage planes to find a path through the morass.
Peace lies in finding the true war - Norman O Brown
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