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https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/browse?volume=137&issue=6&page=13 -11:33pm 2/13/25 i am starting to realize that maybe the simple life is what i crave. does that mean i am dashing my dreams? fantasies of high achieving and money making, high falutin affairs of arts and letters. can i live on bread and God and poetry? maybe sunshine on a nice day. by the ocean if i am lucky. it all boils down to small ephemeral moments of unity, appreciation, awe, and beauty that can be trimmed into poetry and a feeling of contentness. a whiff of evocative scent that captures the mood in a bottle. my imagination can spin up all sorts of daydreams for me to project onto the blank wall. artistic renderings of my stylized memory. i can synthesize it all into a pretty thread, weave it into a pretty garment. i love being swept away into stirred up nostalgia and mood music, susceptible to my own warm feelings and remembered dream worlds. i believe in my art, my poetry, and all the creative perspective i have to offer. i take my poetry seriously and i hone my creative eye. -1:57pm 2/14/25 "For the procession of the creatures and the return of the same are so intimately associated in the reason which considers them that they appear to be inseparable the one from the other, and it is impossible for anyone to give any worthy and valid account of either by itself without introducing the other, that is to say, of the procession without the return and collection and vice versa." Eriugena, Johannes Scotus. "P. II, 529A". Periphyseon -2:02pm "O Lord Jesus, I ask of Thee no other reward, no other blessedness, no other joy than this: to understand in all purity, and without being led astray by faulty contemplation, Thy Words which are inspired by the Holy Spirit. For this is the crown of my happiness, this the consummation of perfect contemplation: the rational and purified mind shall find nothing beyond this, For beyond it there is nothing. For as there is no place in which it is more proper to seek Thee than in Thy words, so is there no place where Thou art more clearly discovered than in Thy words. For therein Thou abidest, and thither Thou leadest all who seek and love Thee. Therein Thou preparest for Thine elect the spiritual banquet of true knowledge, and passing you minister to them. And what is the path along which Thou leadest them O Lord, but an ascent through the innumerable steps of Thy contemplation? And ever dost Thou open that way in the understandings of those who seek and find Thee..." ("Periphyseon", book V, 1010C) "Muir later came to see that there is another sacred text, the universe. The winds, the waters, the springs, he says, are all 'words of God.' The earth, Muir realized, is like a 'divine manuscript.' And, echoing Eriugena in the ninth century, he said that there are 'two books' through which God is speaking, the little book, namely, the holy book of scripture, and the big book, the cosmos. The great sacred text of the universe, he said, is a living unfolding text, and God is still 'writing passages' for us to learn from." John Philip Newell, "Sacred Earth, Sacred Soul" (2021) -6:54 pm 2/20/25 Digital footprints. Altar on my screen, I can leave whispers in binary. Trace the shape of my ones and zeroes. -2:28 pm 4/8/25 I am getting my sea legs slowly, feeling blindly in the dark at dealing with myself and accepting my flow. my mind settling into self actualization, being in my 20s is intoxicating and disorienting. it is what it is, not good or bad, it is all of it. and i think that is the nature of being alive, maybe i learn more about myself and my standards, but i think there is always a push and pull and the wind blows you into foreign spaces that you must navigate. life is always in store. it's better than the books and movies say, brighter, more surprising, more delightful, the highs and lows are deeper and more real. it's all sweeter and more saturated and more dark and more toothsome than you can imagine. everything is out there. -6:40 pm 4/17/25 I am antsy today, unsatisfied. I got a sunburn from soaking up the spring sunshine too hard. I have an itch in my throat that won't go away. My hair is not sitting right on my head. I think I need a hot meal and a bath.
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the social life of small urban spaces - whyte - 1988

resources

  • https://www.are.na/share/rLnSvkg
  • https://www.vads.ac.uk/digital/search
  • https://sacred.display.cz/prayer
  • https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/browse?volume=137&issue=6&page=13
  • dont forget to click to the next page

poets of all time

  • Galway Kinnell
  • WH Auden
  • William Wordsworth
  • William Yeats
  • Sylvia Plath
  • Mary Oliver

my library list

  • stone butch blues by leslie feinberg
  • the road by cormac mccarthy
  • the white album by joan didion
  • even cowgirls get the blues by tom robbins

Stanley Brouwn: A short manifesto

  • https://designmanifestos.org/stanley-brouwn-a-short-manifesto/

guided meditation walks

  • https://listart.mit.edu/about/programs/this-way

software for people - pauline oliveros (I)

  • Can you imagine the distance between your eyes?
  • Can you imagine the space inside your nose?
  • Can you imagine the distance between your ears?
  • Can you imagine the space inside your throat?
  • Can you imagine the distance from your eyes to the tip of your chin?
  • Can you imagine the space inside your lungs as you inhale and exhale?
  • Can you imagine the distance between your shoulders?
  • Can you imagine that the region between your shoulder blades and chin is filled with space?
  • Can you imagine that the region between your ribs is filled with space?
  • Can you imagine the distance from the top of your head to the bottom of your feet?
  • Can you imagine that your whole body is filled with space?
  • Can you imagine the space surrounding your body?

(II)

  • Can you imagine that the boundaries of your body are dissolving?
  • Can you imagine that the space inside and outside your body is the same?
  • Can you imagine giving equal attention to all that you sense in this unified space?