Posts Tagged ‘Philosophy’


entwined

    “The web of domination has become the web of Reason itself, and this society is fatally entangled in it.” ~Herbert Marcuse

 Everglades – 2013

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A Lake

Perhaps  the truth depends on a walk around the lake.
~Wallace  Stevens

Blueridge lake–very odd sorts of musings found as the trails round the corners of curious tall and short trees alike–some bald and some not.


“The word “We” is as lime poured over men, which sets and hardens to stone, and crushes all beneath it, and that which is white and that which is black are lost equally in the grey of it. It is the word by which the depraved steal the virtue of the good, by which the weak steal the might of the strong, by which the fools steal the wisdom of the sages.

What is my joy if all hands, even the unclean, can reach into it? What is my wisdom, if even the fools can dictate to me? What is my freedom, if all creatures, even the botched and impotent, are my masters? What is my life, if I am but to bow, to agree and to obey?

But I am done with this creed of corruption.

I am done with the monster of “We,” the word of serfdom, of plunder, of misery, falsehood and shame.

And now I see the face of god, and I raise this god over the earth, this god whom men have sought since men came into being, this god who will grant them joy and peace and pride.

This god, this one word:

“I.”
―    Ayn Rand,    Anthem

_     Photo by Iliana C. Hakes-Martinez


“Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter. You must feel the Force around you; here, between you, me, the tree, the rock, everywhere, yes.” ~Yoda/Star Wars


Lost, I waited and waited for you my Prince Charming, but you never showed. Instead, swarms of imposters materialized. Lost, I sought for comfort, security and love in another. A long journey ensued, entangled in the miserable web of comparison–afraid of looking within, the key to the discovery of myself.

Oh my! What a surprise to find it was only I who could save me by following the path of my heart, my soul.

In denial I was of my destiny. What destiny was that? The one where I took a stand to accept who I was and to believe in what I discovered myself to be: A tender being encapsulated in a vessel of flesh on a journey of discovery ignited and directed by my heart and my soul.

This is my destiny–our destiny–to discover our true heart and soul. In turn, we return to that sweet innocence where we discover that who we are is one wrapped in love and light–if only….

We are a stream of consciousness in space and time, all the same at the pure core of innocence, but opaqued only through the complex web of deception weaved during our experiential journey.

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It is there where carelessness embraces her every inch of vibrating cells. His breath upon her flesh, emanating essence upon essence, forever entangled in a stream of consciousness eternally forgetting that the two are one. Upon the moment’s ceasing resonance, each return to their corner of abandonment, regenerating through a feedback loop where what was there before remains at the core but changes, a dialectical process to maintain equilibrium. Harvesting arrives and all is known for a fleeting moment, only.