|"Our Similarities bring us to a common ground; Our Differences allow us to be fascinated by each
We make a vessel from a lump of clay; It is the space inside the vessel that makes it useful. ... Thus, while the tangible has advantages, It is the
intangible that makes it useful.
"Solitude, though it may be silent as light, is like light, the mightiest of agencies; for solitude is essential to man. All men come into this world
alone and leave it alone."
I believe in everything; nothing is sacred, I believe in nothing; everything is sacred, …Ha Ha Ho Ho Hee Hee
Like a man who has worn eyeglasses so long that he forgets he has them on, we forget that the world looks to us the way it does because we have become used to
seeing it that way through a particular set of lenses. (Kenich Ohmae)
In the beginning, all things are hopeful. We prepare ourselves to start anew. Though we may be intent on the magnificent journey ahead, all things are
contained in this first moment: our optimism, our faith, our resollution, our innocence.
deng ming dao
Adam was but human--this explains it all. He did not want the apple for the apple's sake, he wanted it only because it was forbidden. The mistake was
in not forbidding the serpent; then he would have eaten the serpent.
--Pudd'nhead Wilson's Calendar
"If you need to visualize the soul, think of it as a cross between a wolf howl, a photon, and a dribble of dark molasses."
But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think;
'Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses
Instead of speech, may form a lasting link
Of ages; to what straits old Time reduces
Frail man, when paper - even a rag like this - ,
Survives himself, his tomb, and all that's his.
True stability results when presumed order and presumed disorder are balanced. A truly stable system expects the unexpected, is prepared to be
disrupted, waits to be transformed.
::looks both ways::
Here on an autumn night in the sweet orchard smell,
Sitting in a pile of leaves under the starry sky,
Oh what stories we could tell
With this starlight to tell them by...
"Autumn," by Garrison Keillor:
In times of widespread chaos and confusion, it has been the duty of more advanced human beings--artists, scientists,
clowns and philosophers--to create order. In times such as ours, however, when there is too much order, too much management, too much programming and control,
it becomes the duty of superior men and women to fling their favorite monkey wrenches into the machinery. To relieve the repression of the human spirit, they
must sow doubt and disruption. ~The Chink~
Does the human being reason? No; he thinks, muses, reflects, but does not reason...That is, in the two things which are the peculiar domain of the heart, not
the mind,--politics and religion. He doesn't want to know the other side. He wants arguments and statistics for his own side, and nothing more.
- Mark Twain's Notebook
Love is the ultimate outlaw. It just won't adhere to any rules. The most any of us can do is to sign on as its accomplice. Instead of vowing to honor and
obey, maybe we should swear to aid and abet. That would mean that security is out of the question. The words "make" and "stay" become
inappropriate. My love for you has no strings attached. I love you for free.
Humanity has advanced, when it has advanced, not because it has been sober, responsible, and cautious, but because it has been playful, rebellious, and
The rain had fallen, the Poet arose,
He passed by the town, and out of the street,
A light wind blew from the gates of the sun,
And waves of shadow went over the wheat,
And he set him down in a lonely place,
And chanted a melody loud and sweet,
That made the wild-swan pause in her cloud,
And the lark drop down at his feet.
The swallow stopt as he hunted the bee,
The snake slipt under a spray,
The hawk stood with the down on his beak
And stared, with his foot on the prey
And the nightingale thought, "I have sung many songs,
But never a one so gay,
For he sings of what the world will be
When the years have died away.
Well, Art is Art, isn't it? Still, on the other hand, water is water. And east is east and west is west and if you take cranberries and stew them like
applesauce they taste much more like prunes than rhubarb does. Now you tell me what you know.
I was born not knowing and have had only a little time to change that here and there.
Richard P. Feynman
OK so maybe I'm a little melodramtic... but it was dusty.
Today was dustier than the first page of a steinbeck novel.
Anyone else think of this when their cell phone rings?
what evil looks
Had I from old and young!
Instead of the cross, the Albatross
About my neck was hung."
"Philosophers have argued for centuries about how many angels can dance on the head of
a pin, but materialists have always known it depends on whether they are jitterbugging or dancing cheek to cheek"