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Oct. 10th, 2005 01:53 amGod is the mirrormask.
The reality glued to our senses is the mask, and our faces are our personae.
The reality glued to our senses is the mask, and our faces are our personae.
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Aug. 31st, 2005 08:00 pmI am taking a break from updating my resume. Too long of a break, actually. Need to get back to work.
Something I wrote in my fragments, 8/2/05:
It is my fear of drowning that keeps me from learning how to swim. Fear operates in the absence of faith and trust. If I trusted myself more, perhaps I could learn how to swim.
Something I wrote in my fragments, 8/2/05:
It is my fear of drowning that keeps me from learning how to swim. Fear operates in the absence of faith and trust. If I trusted myself more, perhaps I could learn how to swim.
fragments, 6/10/03, 9:52 p.m.
Jul. 15th, 2003 05:23 pmThe universe isn't a problem to be solved; it's a condition satisfied.
fragments, 6/23/03, 9:43 p.m.
Jul. 15th, 2003 12:41 pmThis is something I mentioned to F on the phone after I'd seen The Matrix Reloaded:
"Is love the genesis of choice?"
I think that's the ultimate question distilled from the movie. And it's a worthy question. Can love trump the mechanisms of fate? In my mystical experience, I would have to say yes. While I can never know for certain, I feel that the soul trumps death because of its love, its yearning, for God.
"Is love the genesis of choice?"
I think that's the ultimate question distilled from the movie. And it's a worthy question. Can love trump the mechanisms of fate? In my mystical experience, I would have to say yes. While I can never know for certain, I feel that the soul trumps death because of its love, its yearning, for God.
fragments, 2/25/03
Feb. 26th, 2003 03:58 am11:57 p.m.
This physical world is kind of like God throwing His voice.
This physical world is kind of like God throwing His voice.
fragments, 2/23/03
Feb. 24th, 2003 06:29 pm5:43 p.m.
Rhythm precedes language.
And the perception of rhythm necessarily precedes the apperception of language.
(So, does that mean that, in poetry, the rhythm supercedes the vocabulary?)
Rhythm precedes language.
And the perception of rhythm necessarily precedes the apperception of language.
(So, does that mean that, in poetry, the rhythm supercedes the vocabulary?)
