death – Page 4 – Love the Dust

The Second Part of Endlessness

Some of us did such and such in response to the endlessnessMore

Inquisition

…there is a cost to spirit for everything…More

Nobody deserved it

In memory of a town whose struggle is only beginning. And not only a townMore

her stillness made me heave

Every being demands attention, and every being is a vortexMore

Careful–or not. You don’t be careful, you’re going to wind up dead. Every time Grandma spoke to me like that, I tried to show her that I still cared about my life and that I was not reckless. But she was right, I would end up dead…in fact, I did end up dead; that’s how…More

the forever of unsure

It was impossible to be precise about itNo one felt anything definiteThere wasn’t any announcement about the thingWhen it happenedWe understood nothing of what had happenedTo us. We would have been afraid to sayAnything about it but the fearWas unpronounced, a vague stirringInstead we watched the earth shakeThe sky change into colorsUnimagined until now, now…More

Now we live in a world where hope is gone

…a hope that is…is no hope at all….More

When the madman finally made it home

Sometimes we mistake a shadow for what is alive. Sometimes we mistake the living for a shadow.More

On Socrates’ intentions

On Socrates’ intentions. What did Socrates intend not to do above all? He intended not to disregard a gift with which nothing can be made, not even a clear idea of wisdom or holiness. A useless, utterly useless, if divine, gift. Perhaps a divine gift as much as the stings of a horsefly are divine…More

docta ignorantia

How far does my ignorance extend? To the ends? To every end? I might be certain of having a hand, but the certainty is merely a brick in the wall of a building I use as my shelter. I might be certain of having a desire for someone or something, but a desire can be…More

Sick

I am sick. I hope you are, too.More

All Perishing All Divine

When we accidentally step on an insect (I know, for some it is not an accident), we see the life gone from it in an instant. What was now a creeping, crawling, flittering thing is now a dead thing at your feet, whether we stop to wonder at and praise the thing for its life…More

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