"thus, the way by which a man can reach god is revealed to him only through the knowledge of his own being, the knowledge of his essential quality and inclination. 'everyone has in him something precious that is in no one else.' but this precious something in a man is revealed to him only if he truly perceives his strongest feelings, his central wish, that in him which stirs his inmost being." - buber
a city is a good place to feel how much longing humanity actually bears. breath it for a moment, and we realize how seldom the strongest wish is grasped.
in deeper lakes are creatures with beady scales, and eyes like deeper pools, black and greasy. and below the lilly pads glide their meals, to be snatched and devoured and reunited with the beetles below and above. in earthy loam soaked through with desire, water intermixes with rock, and rock with loam. what are these glimpses of the sun above?
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Matthew, this is great. I love the last sentence and the exotic scene you create. Buber's words are so true.
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