Category Archives: Gnomonic Verses
Babies do not crythrough choice.It’s just their suffering giving voice;wishing to share itwith someone like you who can bear it. In Latin this someone is called mater. Nowaday’s-English comes much later,and I cannot find a word to translate her. (from … Continue reading
People differ in awareness of Time.Brazilian Indians have no word for tomorrow.Time is the measure of thingsmoving through space. Where there is nothing moving,not even thoughts,there is no awareness of Time. When a dog sees you after a gap of … Continue reading
When I was a young manI couldn’t help noticingthat when young dogswanted to matethey spent little if anytime on small talkand conserved their energyby getting down to businessas directlyand economically as possible. My contemporarieson the other hand approached those activities … Continue reading
The patience of the old woman:raveling and unraveling somebody’s memorieslike skeins of wool,to darn the tattered coveringof an ever-fading lifein which,according to somebody’s memories,she was once a womanand a wife. The patience of the sick:waiting for the stab of the … Continue reading
The more they takeand do not makean adequate contribution,the more what they owe shadows them as they goto inevitable retribution. .
is the eternal dancewhere those who lovefind one anotherand, taking their chance,reach up to highest Heaven aboveand down to deepest Hell. There is no higher happinessthan loving true and well. Toi et Moi sailtheir fragile boat with single eyefrom birth … Continue reading
The stringof Being winds throughout a luminous universe. Everythingyour hand reaches out to graspis Adam’s curseand a knotappears within your mind. Your original faceis suddenly forgot,hid in your own entanglement. .