anima mundi

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Despite how open, peaceful, and loving you attempt to be, people can only meet you as deeply as they have met themselves.

Love itself is not selfish, devouring or cruel, but in human beings it suffers a terrible coexistence with those qualities.

X. Life was not a clock, why did we always measure and cramp our days? Why the chain and why the lock, and why the chainman’s tread, marking acres and stony squares out of the green that was given? To see in a forest so much lumber to mill, so many ricks to burn; water into kilowatts, soil into dust, and flesh into butcher cuts- as we ourselves are numbered, so many factors filed in a slot. Say after me: The key that winds the clock turns a lock in the prison of days.

We sit and talk quietly, with long lapses of silence, and I am aware of the stream that has no language, coursing beneath the quiet heaven of your eyes, which has no speech.

Until we have seen someone’s darkness, we don’t really know who they are. Until we have forgiven someone’s darkness, we don’t really know what love is.

The fact that millions of people share the same vices does not make these vices virtues, the fact that they share so many errors does not make the errors to be truths, and the fact that millions of people share the same form of mental pathology does not make these people sane.

We produce not for a concrete satisfaction but for the abstract purpose of selling our commodity; we feel that we can acquire everything material or immaterial by buying it, and thus things become ours independently of any creative effort of our own in relation to them. In the same way we regard our personal qualities and the result of our efforts as commodities that can be sold for money, prestige, and power. The emphasis thus shifts from the present satisfaction of creative activity to the value of the finished product. Thereby man misses the only satisfaction that can give him real happiness – the experience of the activity of the present moment – and chases after a phantom that leaves him disappointed as soon as he believes he has caught it – the illusory happiness called success.

“Compassion counts above all else — more than intelligence, wealth, power or prominence. Those who have it, and extend it to all living beings, fully understand its potential to single-handedly change the world.”