Open!
Open!
Open, my heart!
Open, my spirit!
:- Doug.
Open!
Open, my heart!
Open, my spirit!
:- Doug.
On inventing (perhaps in both meanings of invent: find and create) truth: Truth does not exist only in the pre-existent, but is living, grows and fades and flows, accreting and changing course. Truth as a flow is interesting, and raises the question of how there can be an opposite, the great and opposing truth. Perhaps a lie is a dry bed with no flow, and the great other river only seems to be opposing.
:- Doug.
Standing in the woods earlier: it sounded like a rain shower. It was leaves falling! Comforting and spirit-lifting!
:- Doug.
The dough be kneaded
enfolded in each other
truth, beauty, goodness: all
:- Doug.
Does this only flow from that?
Is there a pre-existing cause for everything?
Could this flow to that?
:- Doug.