toxic enlightenment

Thursday is 7pm is October

"It may be better to travel hopefully than to arrive."

"what a beautiful gift it is to hit rock bottom. to be striped of any and all pride, ego, and false responsibility. to be left with nothing but possibility. a chance to climb upwards and make anew what once seemed impossible. every man, at one point in his life, could benefit from the raw, pure, and radically humbling experience of being left with nothing to realize that everything is possible."

"Accept what comes from silence. Make the best you can of it. Of the little words that come out of the silence, like prayers prayed back to the one who prays, make a poem that does not disturb the silence from which it came."

"It is my belief that the World (or, if you will, the House, since the two are for all practical purposes identical) wishes an Inhabitant for Itself to be a witness to its Beauty and the recipient of its Mercies. If I leave, then the House will have no Inhabitant and how will I bear the thought of it Empty?”

I'd rather leave my kids with a random bear in the woods.

The $ symbol is a snake on a cross. Now that you've seen that, what else do you see?

"There is no escape. You can't be a vagabond and an artist and still be a solid citizen, a wholesome, upstanding man. You want to get drunk, so you have to accept the hangover. You say yes to the sunlight and pure fantasies, so you have to say yes to the filth and the nausea. Everything is within you, gold and mud, happiness and pain, the laughter of childhood and the apprehension of death. Say yes to everything, shirk nothing. Don't try to lie to yourself. You are not a solid citizen. You are not a Greek. You are not harmonious, or the master of yourself. You are a bird in the storm. Let it storm! Let it drive you! How much have you lied! A thousand times, even in your poems and books, you have played the harmonious man, the wise man, the happy, the enlightened man. In the same way, men attacking in war have played heroes, while their bowels twitched. My God, what a poor ape, what a fencer in the mirror man is — particularly the artist —particularly myself!"

"All gratitude in one spiral, all recognition in one turn, all being in this moment."