Theopoetics

Words Out of Nothing

The sudden spring snow

melts back to mud with

plop and plop somewhere 

on the roof. It’s so hard

not to think it’s saying 

something, to think 

this world so rich

in contradictions, 

caressing as it kills,

isn’t mouthing something

more than the words

I put into its mouth. 

This world so rich

it creates imagination

then kills it, whispering, 

there’s more. More. 

 

“Whatever the one generation may learn from the other, that which is genuinely human no generation learns from the foregoing … Thus, no generation has learned from another to love, no generation begins at any other point than at the beginning, no generation has a shorter task assigned to it than had the previous generation. ~Søren Kierkegaard”
“In a day, when you don’t come across any problems - you can be sure that you are travelling in a wrong path.”
— Swami Vivekananda (via hardsundown)

(via parkstepp)

“If believing as though we have free will, or as if God exists, gets us the results we want, we will not only come to believe those things; they will be, pragmatically, true. ~William James”
Daodejing 31

Weapons are instruments of death.
Therefore, living things hate them.

Followers of the way avoid
weapons except in direst
circumstance, preferring calm.

Avoid victory by force—

violence leads
only to violence.

Remember: a killer
is never trusted long.

Celebrate a victory
like a funeral.

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Daodejing 30

Here is advice for
leadership in the way:

don’t consider force—
the result is predictable.

Wherever an army is,
briars and thorns spring up.

Large armies lead to famine.

A skillful leader strikes
a decisive blow but never seeks
total victory. He will win, then
guard against his own arrogance.

He strikes because he must,
with no thought of victory.

Nothing comes to fruition
before its time,…

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No! on Human Rights and Freedom, on a subject that is as self-evident as that two and two make four, there is no need of any written authority. ~Ernestine L. Rose

Time Mugs Now

Time’s hard shadow

steps between, 

stands between

the chance we 

might see and 

the seen

of memory, cliché 

hiding now.

 

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