Sunday, April 17, 2016

rilke and me

Rilke


Even the past is still a being in the fullness of its occurence, if only it is understood not according to its content but by a means of its intensity---and we members of the world that generates movement upon movement, force upon force, and seem to cascade inexorably into less and less viable things - we are forced to rely upon the pasts superior visibility if we want to gain an image of the now muted magnificent e that still surrounds u today....

I say- this sunrise- this moment is now, and as my flashlight points at everything I can vision, it can not reach inside the soul as this sunrise....

Blessed are the poor in spirit, for they shal see god.

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