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Center of all centers, core of cores, almond self-enclosed, and growing sweet-- all this universe, to the furthest stars all beyond them, is your flesh, your fruit. Now you feel how nothing clings to you; your vast shell reaches into endless space, and there the rich, thick fluids rise and flow. Illuminated in your infinite peace, a billion stars go spinning through the night, blazing high above your head. But in you is the presence that will be, when all the stars are dead.

Rainer Maria Rilke, Buddah in Glory 

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In fact, it helps if you turn your whole view inside-out. Instead of assuming that the physical world existed and conscious beings evolved in it, assume that conscious being existed and gradually evolved a view of the physical world.

John Purcell, QuantumLifetime

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My only evidence of the contrary 

are the actions of others 

who claim recycled and static evolutions 

So I just let myself make myself freely 

with no blueprint 

and with expectations that shift fluidly moment to moment 

And what’s the source of this type of living? 

A nonstop fountain of truth that I drink from,

that im full of, 

that i am because of

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I’ll have to create a character – more or less as novelists do, and through this character understand. Because I cannot do it alone: solitude, the same that exists in every one, makes me invent.

Clarice Lispector in A Breath of Life 

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If you talk about it you are always lying.

John Green on nothingness in “Nothing Matters”

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If we thought that by understanding zero, we would understand nothing, we were sadly mistaken. While there is so much we can do with zero, we can do nothing with nothing. With zero, in fact, we are the master of our domain, king of the castle. Not so with nothing.

John Green in Nothing Matters 

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The organs with which he maintains himself in being are not of himself alone. ...Life goes on in an environment; not merely in it but because of it, through interaction with it. No creature lives merely under its skin; its subcutaneous organs are means of connection with what lies beyond its bodily frame…

John Dewey in Art As Experience 

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…I believe us to be allies in the difficult mysteries of living and dying, two people united in that sense of the eternal which binds human beings together. From this moment on you can count on me.

Andreas-Salomé to Rilke

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With each work that one raises out of oneself, one creates space for some new strength.

Rainer Maria Rilke 

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Perhaps I knew too much: some sort of ancient knowledge must have impressed itself upon my basic temperament.

Lou Andreas-Salomé  

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The word is my fourth dimension.

Clarice Lispector in Agua Viva

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This is not advice. This is the border between the word and the truth.