Watching my hand; He is moving it.Hearing my voice; He is speaking...Walking from room to room --No one here but Him.
—RumiAndrew Harvey version
Staying very still in the darkness, I became less and less convinced of the fact that I actually existed.
—Haruki Murakami
The real world is in a much darker and deeper place than this, and most of it is occupied by jellyfish and things. We just happen to forget all that. Don’t you agree? Two-thirds of earth’s surface is ocean, and all we can see with the naked eye is the surface: the skin.
―Haruki MurakamiThe Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
Even now, after centuries of reductionist propaganda, the world is still intricate and vast, as dark as it is light, a place of mystery, where we cannot do one thing without doing many things, or put two things together without putting many things together.
—Wendell BerryIn Distrust of Movements
... the wind has its reasons. We just don't notice as we go about our lives. But then, at some point, we are made to notice. The wind envelops you with a certain purpose in mind, and it rocks you.
The wind knows everything that's inside you.
And not just the wind. Everything, including a stone. They all know us very well. From top to bottom.
It only occurs to us at certain times. And all we can do is go with those things. As we take them in, we survive, and deepen.
—Haruki Murakami
Hear the Wind Sing, excerpt
