Sunday, December 12, 2021

Non nobis

Psalmi 113

9 Non nobis, Domine, non nobis, sed nomini tuo da gloriam : 
10 super misericordia tua et veritate tua ; nequando dicant gentes : Ubi est Deus eorum ? 
11 Deus autem noster in cælo ; omnia quæcumque voluit fecit. 
12 Simulacra gentium argentum et aurum, opera manuum hominum. 
13 Os habent, et non loquentur ; oculos habent, et non videbunt. 
14 Aures habent, et non audient ; nares habent, et non odorabunt. 
15 Manus habent, et non palpabunt ; pedes habent, et non ambulabunt ; non clamabunt in gutture suo. 
16 Similes illis fiant qui faciunt ea, et omnes qui confidunt in eis. 
17 Domus Isra¨el speravit in Domino ; adjutor eorum et protector eorum est. 
18 Domus Aaron speravit in Domino ; adjutor eorum et protector eorum est. 
19 Qui timent Dominum speraverunt in Domino ; adjutor eorum et protector eorum est. 
20 Dominus memor fuit nostri, et benedixit nobis. Benedixit domui Isra¨el ; benedixit domui Aaron. 
21 Benedixit omnibus qui timent Dominum, pusillis cum majoribus. 
22 Adjiciat Dominus super vos, super vos et super filios vestros.
23 Benedicti vos a Domino, qui fecit cælum et terram. 
24 Cælum cæli Domino ; terram autem dedit filiis hominum. 
25 Non mortui laudabunt te, Domine, neque omnes qui descendunt in infernum : 
26 sed nos qui vivimus, benedicimus Domino, ex hoc nunc et usque in sæculum. 

Monday, September 20, 2021

Time-lagged moral rebirth

Time-lagged moral rebirth, if not thoroughly deliberate, is globally observed. The underlying protocol is such that the one leads oneself to a self-fulfilling state for oneself. Is it self-fulfilment? Is it not a bet based on standard thoughts when soly the non-standard prevails?

Wednesday, September 15, 2021

Ugh

 (Originally dated December 15, 2020)

Love is blind, so she says:

I am too dumb to walk with my eyes closed;

Or else I am too wise.

Sure, so he says:

That’s all right;

I’m OK;

To love you as much as is intensified

On behalf of your love

That could have been for me

If otherwise.

 

Hello

 (Originally dated December 13, 2020)

Blessed with full of Moderator.

Separation and condensation by rotation.

Suddenly a broken window above

Through which a message from the Universe:

Hello.

Again:

Hello.

Resonant hellos

By which Moderator is finally neutralized.

Now irresistible to reaction.

Reaction on the ground, in deep geology.

Don’t look back or you’ll be pillars.

 

Ultimate Hope

 (Originally dated December 12, 2020)

Any individual being is a case of specific realization, meant to be a definite being, of what is native to all. What appears to be the case under which the specific is made the specific is illusory. There is the Universe as the supreme principle under the cases of specific realization: from which such cases are derived or originated; by which such cases are governed; upon which such cases are dependent; and for which such cases work. Becoming one with the indefinite: it is the ultimate that an individual being can hope.

Transgressed...

(Originally dated November 14, 2020)

The blue light of a candle, unexpectedly touched by a sloppy breath of wind, seems to be reluctant to be embarrassed. The light as an existing being would rather want to be loyal to its inner heart expressing its wish to be spreading out with respect to both Space and Time: Me (the light), telescoping out to become one with the all, still under the fear that all my activities, all my thoughts, and all my words are closely associated with that which is supposed to be unknown and has been diligently hidden by the universe.

That awkward moment when it comes to my attention that I have some obsessive emotion, to become one with something in mind that can neither be fully identified nor recognized, that is hopefully to be realized: it is about the right time.

It would perhaps be a privileged way unique in being enchanted to convert whatever it is into either something or a process emerging with diverse or multi-sided experience that is unknown, undetected, and unexpected in advance. An attempt of this kind would conceivably lead to challenging a boundary, implicitly set with justification on account of reason, which divides what is useful and hence is allowed and what is not while it could irresponsibly fluctuate due to eras and/or cultural circumstances. Down here or up there.

I have the right to be part of the synchronization of the cosmos.

When curiosity readily dominates fear, I close my eyes. I am not fluent enough in my tongue to explore some certain aspects of my being. It is just that the light penetrates darkness while the sound fades into it. Ah... Notable deactivation of thoughts.