Friday, June 23, 2017



There is no universe without perception. Consciousness and the cosmos are correlative. They are one and the same.

Reality is a swirl of information in the mind. This means that absolutely everything, from the trees “out there” to our sense of time and perception of distance, is all being continually constructed and perceived by lightning-quick life-based information systems.

—Robert Lanza
Beyond Biocentrism: Rethinking Time, Space, Consciousness,
and the Illusion of Death


Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Short Talk on the Withness of the Body, excerpt


What departs at death is 19 grams (= 7/8 ounce) of you
shedding a soft blue light.

–Anne Carson

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

hearing the names of the valleys


Finally the old man is telling

the forgotten names

and the names of the stones they came from

for a long time I asked him the names

and when he says them at last

I hear no meaning

and cannot remember the sounds

I have lived without knowing

the names for the water

from one rock

and the water from another

and behind the names that I do not have

the color of water flows all day and all night

the old man tells me the name for it

and as he says it I forget it

there are names for the water

between here and there

between places now gone

except in the porcelain faces

on the tombstones

and places still here

and I ask him again

the name for the color of water

wanting to be able to say it

as though I had known it all my life

without giving it a thought

—W.S. Merwin
from The Rain in the Trees, 1988

Friday, June 16, 2017

mystical realization


This is the essential experience of any mystical realization. You die to your flesh and are born into your spirit. You identify yourself with the consciousness and life of which your body is but the vehicle. You die to the vehicle and become identified…with that of which the vehicle is but the carrier.

–Joseph Campbell


not to worry


The ultimate nature of the experience of life is that toil and pleasure, sorrow and joy, are inseparably mixed in it. The very will to life that brought one to light, however, was a will to come even through pain into this world; else one never would have got here. And that is the notion underlying the oriental idea of reincarnation. 

Since you came to birth in this world at this time, in this place, and with this particular destiny, it was this indeed that you wanted and required for your own ultimate illumination. 

That was a great big wonderful thing that you thereupon brought to pass; not the "you", of course, that you now suppose yourself to be, but the "you" that was already there before you were born and which even now is keeping your heart beating and your lungs breathing and doing for you all those complicated things inside that are your life. 

You are not now to lose your nerve! 
Go on through with it and play your own game all the way!

Joseph Campbell
Myths to Live By


Thursday, June 15, 2017

when I die, recompose me


Wednesday, June 14, 2017

The Other World


I don’t believe in the other world
But I don’t believe in this world either if its not penetrated by light
I believe in the body of a woman hit by a car on the street
I believe in bodies stopped in a rush in mid-gesture in reaching out as if something long awaited was just about to happen as if in a minute meaning was to raise up its index finger
I believe in the blind eye in the deaf ear in the lame leg in the wrinkle on the forehead in the red flush on a cheek
I believe in bodies lying in the trust of sleep in the patience of old age in the frailty of the unborn
I believe in a hair of the dead left on a brown beret
I believe that radiance spreads splendidly on all things even on a beetle which struggles on its back helpless as a pup
I believe that the rain stitches together heaven and earth and that with this rain angels visibly descend like winged frogs 
I don’t believe in this world empty like a railway station in the morning when all the trains have left for the other world
The world is one especially when it wakes up covered in dew and God walks among the bushes of animal and human dreams.

–Anna Kamieńska
Tomasz P. Krzeszowski and Desmond Graham translation