14 April 2021

I am calm 
Like the pulse 
Of a corpse
Each of us defined by an injury, a wound. Every now and then we rise above it and show the world what we could have been. These are the moments that count.
Without rhyme or reason. In this sense groundless.
The lengths we go to to stay the same.

13 April 2021

To be rooted is to forego possession and to lose oneself.

Have you noticed how those that delight in labelling you obsessive can't stick at anything themselves?

Relax the grip of your mind on the world because that grip is not only strangling the world, it is also strangling you.

12 April 2021

You just never know…

Given a burning desire to work at something, wouldn't it be a crying shame if that something was a waste of time?
both ready for the appeal of highest heaven and preserved in the protection of the bearing earth

An awareness that mistrusts knowledge. 
There's always a hidden agenda.

11 April 2021

a good conscience our only sure reward

10 April 2021

In the world but not of the world. 
Both on the Earth and of the Earth.

The lamp of the body is the eye. If your eye is pure the whole body will be radiant.
Hardness repels; softness attracts.
pacem in terris