I know I said I would get back to my spiritual rantings after some Whitman songs, yet the poetic interlude continues. Before I get back to my rogue wisdom, you have to swear you're ready to listen. Maybe you'll listen to somebody with some real clout, some real authority, such as Nobel prize winning poet… Continue reading Under Ben Bulben by W.B. Yeats
The purpose of a sanctuary for the god is to make room for the most abstract of principles. This is how new levels of consciousness are fixed: in chambers of higher thought - open areas such as the excitation space of grey matter - you enclose passages in which to activate presence through symbolic gesture.… Continue reading Let me explain the physical temple for a second
-A lot of people read my writing for a second and must assume either that I take myself too seriously, or that I am a fool. To the first charge I must say that this is not the case - I do take my subject matter very seriously however, yes, I do take that very… Continue reading Episode 6.3 – Two Minute Spirit Bits
The Druids knew that the difference between following your best desires and being a slave to your passions is about more than the particular desire or specific passion in question. For many desires it's obvious - you realize it's a dangerous passion or harmful desire because part of you is unsure about it, you are… Continue reading What the Druids Knew – Part 3
Time runs; but it does not only run forward. Time is a product of human subjectivity, and part of what it means to be a subject is that we relive moments of time. More, who we are is a matter of time running backward. The forward of time is the unknown, time itself, inhuman and… Continue reading Creativity is forwards, love is backwards
The wind chime on my porch does not ring easily, it takes a mighty breeze.
My hand has its own eye. My foot has its own eye. My heart has its own eye. My throat has its own eye. My eye has its own eye. Eyes, eyes everywhere you look. When you look inwardly out. When you see how feeling sees, how dancing moves, how beats blink, how voices envision… Continue reading Eyes, eyes
A religious ceremony may seem like superstitious non-sense, even to "true believers" of a certain type. Yet it is the farthest thing from non-sense: a ceremony sets the intention of the participants, and that is a very real and powerful force. Manifesting abstract intentions: that is how you bring order into being. Now, what exactly… Continue reading Building an atmosphere
Hero and coward have the same fate. Everyone who lives must die, and the longer one lives, the more infirm one becomes. But there is a way to alter this destiny - by dying early, by dying healthy. Yet there is a fate which is not a fate: it is a future. This future is… Continue reading Fatedly
Thin is an absence of excess, the great attractive weight, the gravity of what's not there. via Daily Prompt: Thin
Anarcho-spiritual discourses and upbuilding speeches 