Big Thoughts, Human-sized Canvas
All nature in the poet’s heart is limued
In little; as now in landscape stones, we see
The swell of ground, green groves, and running streams
Fresh from the wolds of Chaos; hints of life
Foreworldly, pencilled by pre-solar light…
In metaphysics and in morals, the ancients have said everything. We always encounter or repeat them. All modern books of this description are merely repetitions.
The farther we advance eastward, the more prevalent and established we find the employment of emblems and…
People think pleasing God is all God care about. But any fool living in the world can see it always trying to please us back.
Yeah? I say…
“You love God, don’t you?” Nicholson asked, with a little excess of quietness. “Isn’t that your forte, so to speak? From what I heard on that tape and from what Al Babcock…
God love all them feelings. That’s some of the best stuff God did. And when you know God loves ‘em you enjoys ‘em a lot more. You can just relax, go with everything that’s going, and praise God by liking…
And sometimes it seems as if the experience of the living heavens, with a living yet not human sun, and brilliant living stars in live space must have been the most magnificent of all experiences, greater than any Jehovah or Baal, Buddha or Jesus. It may seem an absurdity to talk of live space. But is it? While we are warm and well and…
