What is this Life
philosophic inquiry into life and meaning
...if truth were not for man the desire for truth would not be as a burning unrest in his heart...
Blog
Here you will find personal musings, open ended questions,
thought experimentation and random happenings (and maybe a comic or two).
The sound of wind chimes when no one is home.
An old boot by the water's edge, forgotten.
The ocean of stars, tiny pinpricks of light piercing the night sky.
The Silence which both quickens and stills the heart at the same time.
Are these all within me?
Did I just cause that to happen or did I just notice it whereas before I didn't notice it?
Does thought cause creation?
From Myst: The Book of Atrus:
"At first he had dismissed the notion as a foolish one. Of course they created these worlds. They had to be! How else would they come into being in such precise and predictable forms? Besides, it was simply not possible that an infinite supply of different worlds existed out there, waiting to be tapped. Yet the more he'd thought about it, the more he had come to question his father's simpler explanation."
Are we creating or merely 'linking in' to a pre-existing possibility?
"How will you become a clear mirror if you resent being polished?" -Rumi
If there is not polishing due to there being no mirror, how can there be resentment?
Open sky of twilight's glimmer shines before an open eye
Peering into past eons, the stars light up a million lives.
Wondering, wondering, the gazer lies and sees his true nature in the myriad stars
and one falls upon the brazen sunset, falls upon the dreamers glance...
Enraptured, his vision takes flight, and he and the stardust are one.
One wonder delighting of itself. Breath escapes him, words are lost.
Nothing is left. Everything is here.
XHTML
CSS
RSS