The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction. Who can deny? In dreams it touches the body, in thought constructs a miracle, looks out of the heart burning with purity-- for the burden of life is love, but we carry the weight wearily, and so must rest in the arms of love at last. No rest without love, no sleep without dreams of love. Whether mad or chill, obsessed with angels or machines, the final wish is love in all the excellence of its excess. The warm bodies shine together in the darkness, the hand moves to the center of the flesh, the skin trembles in happiness and the soul comes joyful to the eye.Is there another way?A way to feel thisweightless and free?Buddha, coffee, alcohol, cocaine,mushrooms, marijuana, laughing gas?Nope, too heavy for this lightness she givesthat lifts the brain into blue sky! She is the one that lifts meabove the cloudsinto pure space,timeless and eternal.Breath transmuted into words,transmuted back to breath.My Inspiration!The muse that drawsmy breath for me,and that makes the heart beatwake all nightflooding my mind with space!
I'd like to meet:
Meeting famous or talented people outside of their character, outside of their creative element, is almost always disappointing. They usually seem rather common or even dull. Of course they do. Everyone requires a pause of course; a time to relax. The flame can only be turned up at given moments, otherwise they'd burn out. Yet when you meet them you still look for a sign, a hint of their magnetism and talent, but there is usually none. How close we all are to being nothing most of the time.
Music:
Music is not theviolins and thetrumpets, it is notthe guitar nor thebeating drums. It isnearer and fartherthan they are.Music is what awakesfrom inside of youwhen you arereminded by theseinstruments.
Books:
Life transforming ideas have always come to me through books. Books are the quietest and most constant of friends, they are the most accessible and wisest of counsellors, and the most patient of teachers. But, there is a great deal of difference between an eager man who wants to read a book, and a tired man who wants a book to read. Reading is sometimes an ingenious device for avoiding thought. After a certain age, reading diverts the mind too much from its creative pursuits. Anyone who reads too much, and uses his own brain too little falls into lazy habits of thinking. Try and learn as much by writing as by reading. The best way to become aquainted with a subject is to write about it. I write entirely to find out what Im thinking, what Im looking at, what I see, and what it means, what I want and what I fear. Often it is the only thing between me and impossibility.
Heroes:
...It is the creative potential itself in human beings that is the image of God.
