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Apollo’s 2025 Year in Books
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A Laugh in the Spoke
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Jericho Waiting To Fall
Of all the mysteries
To ruminate on which dreams come
Which offered vibrations the universe honours
Trails leading us by crumb
Questions of what feels right
how the moon pulls its tides
how the moon refracts the suns light
shining on all which rests at our feet
and all the truth once did hide
all the things hands meant to keep
Gods hawk sings overhead as it flies
beliefs that cling to it deep
all soft thought Read more of this blog post »
To ruminate on which dreams come
Which offered vibrations the universe honours
Trails leading us by crumb
Questions of what feels right
how the moon pulls its tides
how the moon refracts the suns light
shining on all which rests at our feet
and all the truth once did hide
all the things hands meant to keep
Gods hawk sings overhead as it flies
beliefs that cling to it deep
all soft thought Read more of this blog post »
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“I think I finally understand what it is that you experienced in our last moments together. The fear to resign yourself to a final belief greater than yourself. It is difficult to decide what cause to believe in because of the fear that it is a lesser unworthy cause, it is not the meaning but rather a symptom of looking for meaning. And in all of our attachments we long for them to have meaning no matter how long they last. It is a scary thing to create such a drastic action that changes your life. It requires more than faith, there will be a second where only the action and what Kierkegaard called the infinite movement would have to occur. The final dance.”
― A Laugh in the Spoke
― A Laugh in the Spoke
“Another dead thing to haunt me in the night. And we will holler at lifeless crescent moons never begging for air or freedom. A flickering of a candle whose wick will not burn out as much as it will be extinguished by being drowned out. A wolf without teeth, howling his desires to unburden his soul.”
― A Laugh in the Spoke
― A Laugh in the Spoke
“. . . a stone, a leaf, an unfound door; a stone, a leaf, a door. And of all the forgotten faces.
Naked and alone we came into exile. In her dark womb we did not know our mother's face; from the prison of her flesh have we come into the unspeakable and incommunicable prison of this earth.
Which of us has known his brother? Which of us has looked into his father's heart? Which of us has not remained forever prison-pent? Which of us is not forever a stranger and alone?
O waste of lost, in the hot mazes, lost, among bright stars on this weary, unbright cinder, lost! Remembering speechlessly we seek the great forgotten language, the lost lane-end into heaven, a stone, a leaf, an unfound door. Where? When?
O lost, and by the wind grieved, ghost, come back again.”
― Look Homeward, Angel
Naked and alone we came into exile. In her dark womb we did not know our mother's face; from the prison of her flesh have we come into the unspeakable and incommunicable prison of this earth.
Which of us has known his brother? Which of us has looked into his father's heart? Which of us has not remained forever prison-pent? Which of us is not forever a stranger and alone?
O waste of lost, in the hot mazes, lost, among bright stars on this weary, unbright cinder, lost! Remembering speechlessly we seek the great forgotten language, the lost lane-end into heaven, a stone, a leaf, an unfound door. Where? When?
O lost, and by the wind grieved, ghost, come back again.”
― Look Homeward, Angel
“Life is a garden, not a road. We enter and exit through the same gate. Wandering, where we go matters less than what we notice.”
― Cat’s Cradle
― Cat’s Cradle
“What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: 'This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more' ... Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: 'You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine.”
― The Gay Science: With a Prelude in Rhymes and an Appendix of Songs
― The Gay Science: With a Prelude in Rhymes and an Appendix of Songs
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