Thursday, October 9, 2025

one's not half two








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one's not half two.  It's two are halves of one:
which halves reintegrating,shall occur
no death and any quantity;but than
all numerable mosts the actual more

minds ignorant of stern miraculous
this everytruth-beware of heartless them
(given the scalpel,they dissect a kiss;
or,sold the reason,they  undream a dream)

one is the song which friends and angels sing:
all murdering lies by mortals told make two.
Let liars wilt,repaying life they're loaned;
we(by a gift called dying born)must grow

deep in dark least ourselves remembering
love only rides his year.
                                    All lose, whole find


—e. e. cummings


 
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But if you will think of ourselves as coming out of the earth, rather than having been thrown in here from somewhere else, you see that we are the earth, we are the consciousness of the earth. 

These are the eyes of the earth. 

And this is the voice of the earth.


―Joseph Campbell
The Power of Myth
wait - what ?


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Although the evening is cold and starless
And the rain is raging,
I'm still singing my song during this period,
Don't know who's listening.

Though the world is drowned in war and fear,
At some point
Burning secretly, if no one sees them,
The love continues.


—Hermann Hesse




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