Tag Archives: Blondin
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. .
The Children of Lightmark out their stretch of beachand claim as much of everythingas they can ever reach. (See the white horses riding highwhere sea touches the sky.) The Children play,the long, ever-day,under an always-smiling Sun,in Eternal Delight; which the … Continue reading
In St Peter’s graveyardthe bones have labels. The labels are incised in marble or slate.The coming together of the bones is recorded.(God breathed on those bones.)The dislocation of the bones is recorded.(God stopped breathing.)The length of time in betweenis calculated … Continue reading
Spirit is the substance of Happiness.It cannot be perceived by Mind or Body. It infuses them when there are no fences facing. .
Journeying from the beginning(of which there is no beginning),travelling for millions of years(which cannot be measured in millions or years),I have come,and go on.No stopping.Just the onward movementinto the illimitable.For ever. No need to blame the wicked,their shadows are at … Continue reading
Why should the hand complainfor the glove abandoned in the rain? Why should the foot retainthe ragged shoe and call it pain? Why should the coloured window paneinflict on the white wall a lasting stain? Why should the nerve-ends’ loss … Continue reading
Waiting; the fires grow oldwaiting; fears grow boldwaiting; the third eye brightenswaiting; the old mind quietens. Patiently, the patient heals himself. .