We come with no knowledge to this place and share nothing with each other of the essential key that grows inside us like a living being, limned in gold, far more precious than the blatant, bleating answers we all seek, and seeking, sometimes find. That essence is more powerful than any knowledge gained or lost,…Read more Connection and Peace.
my brain bends bars of light with aplomb, shifting universe a simple excercise in relativity; no excuse for helplessness c. Kate Gough
(Or Tolerance, in the common tongue) No one can be commended any longer for instilling values in others – least of all the young and impressionable. We used to think it was right to guide others or to advise them in times of confusion or growth, but we now realize that this was intolerant. No…Read more theMechanics.Of:ceratlone —
Tragedy, do you understand? the Tragedy of ideas pinned up like roses on the corkboard of Reason -- concepts crucified, the souls contained within run out like life-blood, drained now, paperthin, these Words this Meaning which should have been able to encompass nations, reach out through universes, and embrace Truth are simply Roses -- dried,…Read more Ideas/Dried Roses