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Thanks for the post and reminder of a time i spent in London. I believe I learned something about Is-ness. It was a surprise. Sometimes my humanity draws close to the knowledge imparted some 20 years later but that knowledge will not conform or be fenced in by anything unless it wants to be. I mean it cannot be ever fully explained in our human deeds. I thought id write a word or two in form of a verse. Thank you.
I have understood you my Lord
Shining and unassuming
in the heart of the City
Your breath on things of
creation here
Finer than
floating lines
or the cuts in diamond stones
Signing to me in an intelligence
that will never be known
by the minds of men
I have understood you
because i did not want to die
But you came all the same
To meet me there
And to let me compromise
For awhile
a lowly son made wise.
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Too much intellectual pride and not enough intellectual beauty
To Thine own Self be True
The Frost performs its secret ministry,Unhelped by any wind. Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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