"And as the desert offers no tangible riches, as there is nothing to see or hear in the desert, one is compelled to acknowledge, since the inner life, far from falling asleep, is fortified, that man is first animated by invisible solicitations. Man is ruled by Spirit. In the desert I am worth what my divinities are worth."
https://www.brainpickings.org/2014/03/10/antoine-de-saint-exupery-letter-to-a-hostage-sahara/
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Thursday, April 7, 2016
Beethoven, Benedictus
"From pure sensation to the intuition of beauty, from pleasure and pain to love and the mystical ecstasy and death — all the things that are fundamental, all the things that, to the human spirit, are most profoundly significant, can only be experienced, not expressed. The rest is always and everywhere silence.
After silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music."
Aldous Huxley (Music at Night and other Essays)
my arms are not a cage
my arms
are not a cage,
my heart
is not a prison
my house
has doors
to come inside
and to walk out
when you touch me
you move my soul,
when you kiss me
you kiss me
when i hurt you
i hurt me,
when you flee me
i find myself
you know
we can fly
and we can sleep,
all in its time
there is a flower
or a green leaf
in each bud
to unfold
in innocence.
all belongs
where it must be,
and one day
we will all reach
beyond .
are not a cage,
my heart
is not a prison
my house
has doors
to come inside
and to walk out
when you touch me
you move my soul,
when you kiss me
you kiss me
when i hurt you
i hurt me,
when you flee me
i find myself
you know
we can fly
and we can sleep,
all in its time
there is a flower
or a green leaf
in each bud
to unfold
in innocence.
all belongs
where it must be,
and one day
we will all reach
beyond .
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