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Silence and Mortality

Silence and Mortality

No more words! A funny thing for a writer to demand. Not for an artist or a composer, necessarily. But it’s a strange call coming from an author, who obviously depends on words for his/her brick and mortar. Silence. The fear of. The desire for. The demand, the scream, the crying out loud. Stop!!!     “Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent.”     – Ludwig Wittgenstein     “The silence of these infinite spaces frightens me.”     – Blaise…

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Integration and the Buddha

Integration and the Buddha

Odilon Redon was an amazing artist. Few have captured the Symbolist moment as well. Few artists portray mystery, the ambiguous, or the debris of nightmare and daydream with as fine a touch as Redon. You can get a good sense of his oeuvre from this online exhibit from MoMa.   *     *     *     *     *   I was digging through some of my old writings from the 1980s and found this poem. In a sense, it fits Redon, and it…

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Looking at Ourselves

Looking at Ourselves

Look. Really look. And listen. So few of us do. Which is a bit of a contradiction, and perhaps even a paradox, given the fact that we so often are very much self-involved and self-centered. But we don’t see the Self. We don’t hear it. Or its multiplicity. I think the aggressive ones, the financial winners, the political and social elite, rush headlong toward their goals, most without knowing who is behind that rush, behind the desires. They do so…

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