Through our eyes, the universe is perceiving itself. Through our ears, the universe is listening to its harmonies. We are the witnesses through which the universe becomes conscious of its glory, of its magnificence.
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Through our eyes, the universe is perceiving itself. Through our ears, the universe is listening to its harmonies. We are the witnesses through which the universe becomes conscious of its glory, of its magnificence.
If certain, when this life was out, That yours and mine should be, I ’d toss it yonder like a rind,   And taste eternity.
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson, Part Three: Love VI
I have to tell you what I’ve learned, that I know now what happens to the dreamers.
I know your heart.
The leech's kiss, the squid's embrace, the prurient ape's defiling touch: and do you like the human race? No, not much.Â
Death is a Dialogue between The Spirit and the Dust. "Dissolve" says Death — The Spirit "Sir, I have another Trust".
E' dentro la tua grazia che nasce la mia angoscia.
Pasolini
It is impossible for me not to feel that my body is other than I, that I inhabit it like a house, and that my face is a mask which, with or without my consent, conceals my real nature from others.
How comfortable one is among murderers.
I don't want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise
Bound for dust - mortal.
Will you stay down on your knees?
I'm looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
W.B. Yeats
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It felt so real.
I think of you, but I no longer speak of it.Â
If it speaks at all, it speaks in dreams.