The body as the unconscious. The body as mind. Landscape as the body. The mind as landscape. The dissolution of the self in the breakdown of inside/outside. The skin as conceptual membrane. Pain as knowledge. Pain as beauty. Satisfaction as stupification (as catatonia). The mortification of the appetites.
-Bill Viola, note, 1 January 1987
Is a circle an object of confinement or is normality an idea to separate oneself to live.
- Bradley Paul Andrews
Distance and nearness are attributes of bodies. The journeyings of spirits are after another sort. You journeyed from the embryo state to rationality without footsteps or stages or change of place. The journey of the soul involves not time and place. And my body learnt from the soul its mode of journeying. Now my body has renounced the bodily mode of journeying. It journeys secretly and without form, though under a form.
- Jallaludin Rumi, The Masnavi (Reasons for knocking at an Empty House, London 1995)
When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, ‘I used everything you gave me’.
Monthly Archives: August 2015
Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness Desmond Tutu
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When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, ‘I used everything you gave me’. Erma Bombeck
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