Do the things that interest you and do them with all your heart. Don’t be concerned about whether people are watching you or criticizing you. The chances are that they aren’t paying any attention to you.
Art is a journey into the most unknown thing of all - oneself. Nobody knows his own frontiers… I don’t think I’d ever want to take a road if I knew where it led.
Louis Kahan
Louis Kahan
I carry silence with me
the way others carry snapshots
of loved ones.
the way others carry snapshots
of loved ones.
The silence is all there is. It is the alpha and the omega. It is God’s brooding over the face of the waters; it is the blended note of the ten thousand things, the whine of wings.
As happens sometimes, a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a moment. And sound stopped and movement stopped for much, much more than a moment.
When you wake
your spine is twisted
like a sea-bird
inspecting the sky,
stripped by lightning.
your spine is twisted
like a sea-bird
inspecting the sky,
stripped by lightning.
I forgive your hand, right now rising, falling, and leaving trace
unlike what it praises; I forgive your shadow for never becoming
a stain to mark this road, this bed, but mostly this sea.
unlike what it praises; I forgive your shadow for never becoming
a stain to mark this road, this bed, but mostly this sea.
On Sundays Kafka goes for walks by himself, without any objective, without thinking. He says, ‘Every day I wish myself off the earth. There is nothing wrong with me except myself.’
In forgetting, they were trying to remember.
So we turn back through the forest, walk among trees with long blue needles.
It’s silent here, like the silence when the hawk nears.
These are woods that forgive everything but forget nothing.
It’s silent here, like the silence when the hawk nears.
These are woods that forgive everything but forget nothing.
