February Twenty-Eighth

WE SHALL not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Wilt be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall.

-- T.S. ELIOT "Four Quartets"

January Fifteenth

STARE deep into the world before you as if it were the void, innumerable holy ghosts, bhuddies and savior gods there hide, smiling. All the atoms emitting light inside wavehood, there is no personal separation of any of it. A hummingbird can come into a house and a hawk will not: so rest and be assured. While looking for the light, you may suddenly be devoured by the darkness and find the true light.

-- JACK KEROUAC

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ONLY THE WOUNDED HEALER HEALS. - T.S. ELIOT