Sunday, May 15, 2005

Early Morning Epiphany

When you’re sober and quiet, riding your bike towards the pink of an early morning sky, you may become overwhelmed by the incredible scent of purplish apple-blossoms and the innocent song of an unrecognized bird, --- and from this you may come to understand that all metaphor and all comparison seem great injustices to the original articles which lie perfectly beyond the relative; always essential and existing beyond the powers of category and language.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

krishnamurti would agree very much with you here

RJB said...

validation?

or

converstaion?

RJB said...

5 meant, "conversation?"...with the letters in proper order

Anonymous said...

Validation is tricky. True validation can only come from oneself. But I can't help the pleasant feeling that I'm onto the Same Something when I come across someone saying the same thing I've come across before.

Conversation, sure.