Monday, August 23, 2010
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make no memorable impact
except on your friends and dogs.
---Auden.
he recorded and commented upon "his reading, the sounds that he heard; painted the portraits of his friends; stored his impressions of the passing years; praised loneliness, nature, winter, and spring; desired to collect his impressions of fire, of water, even of hunting"; was keen to gather stones, and wood, and memories; delighted in looking at the passing world--images reflected on windowpanes, a child's hand touching a flower, clouds and shadows.
---on Jonas Mekas.
We are involved in the mystery of lived time, our being here and elsewhere. What is true is 'beyond' but its reflection is also here.
---Iris M.
There can be no religion without humanity. The horizontal dimension isn't a dispersion but a mirror that reflects the centre in every thing, leading it back (jamal and jalal); the enlarged heart sees that nothing was in vain, that every act can open on to something else, that each moment is like a star and a circle at the same time, a point in the infinite dark flow of light.
Here we are, 'bronzed by decay, by many, many suns...[ripened for night, by night], knowing one choice not two is all you're given.'
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