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You can't live life taking other peoples word for it otherwise you will never live at all.
" Beautiful thoughts make beautiful lives, For every word and deed Lies in the thought that prompted it, As the flower lies in the seed. ! "
Silence is Golden; it has divine power and immense energy. Try to pay more attention to the silence than to the sounds. Paying attention to outer silence creates inner silence: the mind becomes still. Every sound is born out of silence, dies back into silence, and during its life span is surrounded by silence. Silence enables the sound to
be. It is an intrinsic but unmanifested part of every sound, every musical note, every song, and every word. The unmanifested is present in this world as silence. All you have to do is pay attention to it.
Every word that you express will return to you.
If consciousness creates, and reality including biology is a thought-form, and in the beginning was indeed the Word, then it is critical we realize that a divided consciousness employing some type of divisive sound combined with a separatist intention gave birth to our dualistic universe.
The psychology of the alchemist is that of reveries trying to constitute themselves in experiments on the exterior world. A double vocabulary must be established between reverie and experiment. The exaltation of the names of substances is the preamble to experiments on the "exalted" substances.
Doesn't reverie ramify the sentence which has been begun? A word is a bud attempting to become a twig. How can one not dream while writing? It is the pen which dreams. The blank page gives the right to dream. If only one could write for himself alone.
Words are the supreme objects. They are minded things.
Words are the only bullets in truth's bandolier. And poets are the snipers.
Gass once wrote: "Language serves not only to express thought but to make possible thoughts which could not exist without it." Here is the essence of mankind's creative genius: not the edifices of civilization nor the bang-flash weapons which can end it, but the words which fertilize new concepts like spermatozoa attacking an ovum. It might be argued that the Siamese twin infants of word/idea are the only contribution the human species can, will, or should make to the raveling cosmos.
