The construction of bridges can lead to the forgetting of rivers and the strengthening of commerce. In this way, thoughts can erect theoretical scaffolding to cross safely the tidal pools of the heart. This is far more efficient than wading through marsh and muck each morning, once in each direction, to pick up the day’s fresh batch of metrics. Less smelly, too. One day I was walking the planks when a great wind came up […]
Here in the Meanwhile, on the shores of Forever dotted with the charcoal stumps of forgotten fires, the mossy walls of collapsing wooden shanties and various debris of antiquity, such as: half-buried edges of glass, torn diary pages, ice picks, the bones of dead birds bleached by the sun, and a curious face caught in sepia, the faint notes of song drift past on the breeze, pastel tones that have nowhere else to go and so […]
What will it be like to Remember? Rumi advises we give up on this question1. My American football analogy goes like this: this is not a first down that we’re after. We can call out the chains and ask for a measurement, but the umpire will be dumbfounded and probably feint. Our questions are all boats without bottoms. The instant replay, on closer inspection, will reveal ten million angels on the nose of the football […]
Time’s ruse is that it appears to pass. Every appearance, even voices, are a special effect. These echoes of the Invisible deceive me not. Every instance of drowning I endured came in the flood of something special. Show me the One who never speaks, and I will fall to my knees and listen, unmasked, mute and reverent. Change is the right-hand man of time, his charlatan enabler, the fragrance of sweet liquor hanging in the […]
Like a thread of yarn stretched in a line flying flickering fluttering behind a thrown stone to which its utmost limit has been lashed, we fly. When the stone exhausts its given momentum and burrows into soft soil, motionless, we come crashing on after, lazily collapsing into a coiled, tangly heap, awaiting the curiosity of the next passer-by. Like this Our loving unfolds in in accordian-like phases. Stretch. Contract. Fly. Land. Wheee…! Thump. We are building […]
Since the invention of night vision goggles, you kind of have to wonder if the whole “Thief in the night theory” will hold up. I mean, we’ll see Him coming from a mile away. That could never work. Can you imagine? A safe cracker with a bootleg copy of the Plans to your Heart strolling down your front walk in clear darkness? Ha! What’s He going to do? Knock on the door and ask to […]
Embracing Forever 