Your bliss can guide you to that transcendent mystery, because bliss is the welling up of the energy of the natural wisdom within you. So when the bliss cuts off, you know that you've cut off the welling up; find it again. One works out one's own myth that way.
[Pathways to Bliss] by [Joseph Campbell]
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Category Archives: Act Three
(26) What Can I Do For you?
(25) Spaces of Extraordinary Size
The future is unbending
The past is circumstance
[Spaces of Extraordinary Size] by [Valter]
Through the pane of my home office's window, I see an electric bluebird defending his suet from a starling. With squeaky notes the infuriated bluebird lunges. The experienced starling swoops and jabs. A natural mimic, it flippantly repeats each chirp from the bluebird. The …
(24) Memories In A Life
If there were people
I'd say "Brother, here is my hand"
Please pull me out
[Memories In A Life] by [Water & Bodies]
Since the time I last saw her, bloated and icteric and slumped in the passenger seat of an ancient Astro van, Ruthie's name and presence had become synonymous with the taste of dread. From the moment …
(23) Bleeding Hearts
I know it's better
If we can wait until the morning comes
But I know it's easy
If we don't know what is haunting you
[Bleeding Hearts] by [Soft Reeds]
In Portland, life stirs ferociously lush in the Spring. Vibrant textures and colors erupt and retract in violent, unstable bursts of natural variables. The weather changes constantly. The climate can …
(22) When I'm Small
Lucy's underground
She's got a mouth to feed
Am I underground
Or am I in between
[When I'm Small] by [Phantogram]
The evidence suggests that it was the week immediately following my return to Portland, after my two monumental weeks with Daniel in Denmark, when [the end] of our love affair began. The distance between us was now, more than …
(21) November Was White
The enemy of a love is never outside, it’s not a man or woman, it’s what we lack in ourselves.
[A Spy in the House of Love] by [Anaïs Nin]
Oh these three months
I've been inside the house
My pacing has worn
All of the carpet out
[November Was White, December Was Gray] by [Say Hi]
I had only meant to …