Strange enlightenments are vouchsafed to those who seek the higher places. —Flann O'Brien

  

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How, indeed, could it be possible for a man, who is limited on six sides—by east, west, south, north, deep, and sky—to understand a matter which is above the skies, which is beneath the deep, which stretches beyond north and south, and which is present in every place, and fills all vacuity?

—St. Gregory the Wonderworker (c. 213-268)

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Your thinking that you have to make an effort to get rid of this dream of the waking state, and your making efforts to attain jnana (realization of Self) or real awakening, are all parts of the dream.


—Ramana Maharshi

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Crimson gleams of Matter, gliding imperceptibly into the gold of Spirit, ultimately to become transformed into the incandescence of a universe that is person - and through all of this there blows, animating it and spreading over it a fragrant balm, a zephyr of union - and of the Feminine.

The diaphany of the Divine is at the heart of a glowing universe, as I have experienced it through contact with the earth - the divine radiating from depths of blazing matter.

The world will open the arms of God to us. It is for us to throw ourselves into these arms so that the divine milieu should close around our lives like a circle.


—Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
The Divine Milieu, excerpts

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David Lynch: Consciousness and Creativity

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How, indeed, could it be possible for a man, who is limited on six sides—by east, west, south, north, deep, and sky—to understand a matter which is above the skies, which is beneath the deep, which stretches beyond north and south, and which is present in every place, and fills all vacuity?

 

—St. Gregory the Wonderworker (c. 213-268)

wait - what ?

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Is no one inspired by our present picture of the universe?

This value of science remains unsung by singers: you are reduced to hearing not a song or poem, but an evening lecture about it.

This is not yet a scientific age.


—Richard Feynman
The Character of Physical Law (1962)

 

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I stand at the seashore, alone, and start to think.

There are the rushing waves… mountains of molecules, each stupidly minding its own business… trillions apart… yet forming white surf in unison. Ages on ages… before any eyes could see… year after year… thunderously pounding the shore as now. For whom, for what?… on a dead planet, with no life to entertain.

Never at rest… tortured by energy… wasted prodigiously by the sun… poured into space. A mite makes the sea roar.

Deep in the sea, all molecules repeat the patterns of one another till complex new ones are formed. They make others like themselves… and a new dance starts.

Growing in size and complexity… living things, masses of atoms, DNA, protein… dancing a pattern ever more intricate.

Out of the cradle onto the dry land… here it is standing… atoms with consciousness… matter with curiosity.

Stands at the sea… wonders at wondering…

I… a universe of atoms… an atom in the universe.


—Richard Feynman
an untitled ode to the wonder of life from a 1955 speech, spoken by Nobel Prize-winning physicist Richard Feynman

 

 

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