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FINAL SOLILOQUY OF THE INTERIOR PARAMOUR Light the first light of evening, as in a room In which we rest and, for small reason, think The world imagined is the ultimate good. This is, therefore, the intensest rendezvous. It is in that thought that we collect ourselves, Out of all the indifferences, into one [...] Anyone who knows me well knows not only that I have a fascination with words, but also love to debate … I can argue semantics for hours, much to the dismay of people around me at times. I’m pretty sure that’s why a friend of mine gave me a book this past summer; because [...] IN THE BEGINNING THERE WAS THE END OF SOLITUDE, BEGINNING AGAIN: A painter, thin with auburn hair, works before an easel While looking coldly into a meadow, her free hand Raises the red gauze of her dress then scratches the pink Spider bite that’s high up where her leg emerges From the charcoal shadow [...] NOT IDEAS ABOUT THE THING BUT THE THING ITSELF At the earliest ending of winter, In March, a scrawny cry from outside Seemed like a sound in his mind. He knew that he heard it, A bird’s cry at daylight or before, In the early March wind The sun was rising at six, [...] MONUMENT To exist; to be among things. The art of nerve ends, masseur art Of the blind skin Or the five Senses gone To the one sense, to well being Lacks significance. Or lacks life. The thing By which the mind Sees!——if it wake—— The wooden sills, the grimed past Above the store fronts [...] From the World AIDS Campaign: 2008 marks the 20th anniversary of World AIDS Day. Since 1988, the face and response to AIDS has greatly changed. While many of these changes are positive, this anniversary offers us an opportunity to highlight how much more still needs to be done. For example: Leaders in most countries [...] THE BRIDGE OF COMPASSION Compassion becomes a bridge to the world outside. Trust and compassion for oneself bring inspiration to dance with life, to communicate with the energies of the world. Lacking this kind of inspiration and openness, the spiritual path becomes the samsaric path of desire. One remains trapped in the desire to [...] I have a lot of pride in the company that I work for, even though I sometimes get really frustrated by my job. And of course, being the obsessive sort that I am, I have to learn everything I can about the history of my firm … which means that even though I lived [...] |
      
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