What was done to him was like what happens on the train, when you think you are moving forward, but are moving backward, and suddenly find out the real direction.
"Yes, it was all not right," he said to himself, "but never mind. I can, I can do 'right.' But what is 'right'?" he asked himself and suddenly grew still.
--from The Death of Ivan Ilyich
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impossibility’s lure
The hungry lion’s prey has scurried up the tree – He stares, wanting. So is my desire for things that will not be today, nor tomorrow. For my infinite desires there will be no fulfillment by the infinity of finite … Continue reading
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O friends, not these sounds!
Let me embrace you, O millions! This kiss is for the whole world! Brothers, above the starry firmament A loving Father must surely dwell. Do you fall down, O millions? Are you aware of your Creator, world? Seek Him above … Continue reading
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Echad (or, We have no right to transcend)
I think that you in your truest form, without all the fear – the dark feeling that you are always standing tiptoe on a precipice – without the clouds of desert, of vanity, and clutching onto that divine fear of … Continue reading
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The Fifer
Here is an image of the real thing by Manet: http://blogs.princeton.edu/wri152-3/f05/nlagerfe/the_fifer.html I came home to find this work of art in my room. I hadn’t seen it in years. I created this in 4th grade, and apparently they thought it … Continue reading
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In the mighty jungle, Rilke speaks tonight
“I love in-seeing. Can you imagine with me how glorious it is to in-see a dog, for example as you pass it–by in-see I don’t mean to look through, which is only a kind of human gymnastic that lets you … Continue reading
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