So you alone are blessed, you free-thinking man,
In a world where life sprouts in everything?
You seize the liberty to dispose of the forces you hold,
But in all your plans a sense of the universe is lacking.
Honor in each creature the spirit which moves it:
Each flower is a soul moved by Nature’s face;
In each metal resides some of love’s mystery;
“All things feel!” And all you are is powerful.
Beware, even the blind walls may spy on you:
Even matter is vested with the power of voice…
Do not make it serve an impious purpose.
Often in the most obscure beings resides yet the hidden God;
And like the infant’s eye covered by its lid,
The pure spirit forces its kernel though the husk of stones.
–Gérard de Nerval, Vers dorés (1845) in Œuvres complètes, vol. 1, p. 739 (J. Guillaume & C. Pichois eds. 1989)(S.H. transl.)
Pythagoras was the one who said
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yup. even the rocks. they really love it when you lick them. mmmmmm
And so does driftwood.
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like. yum.
after we saw Amma the hugging saint
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wheee
mmmwah.
also it is so nice here these women of another generation or of other lands like israel and argentina we kiss on the lips hellos and goodbyes and it is the very sweetest so sweet and honest. i say, kiss everyone on the lips who will tolerate it (and who has nice lips and isn't the creep downstairs)
Or maybe the tradition all just comes from Emilie who learned to be magic in her home turf Greenwich Village with all the artists and their creatings and kissings, their underground triumphs, their understandings and closeness like a tribe. yes, our tribe should definitely kiss.
yes- kisses fo sho
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