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The Limits of Thought by Jiddu Krishnamurti
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The Politics of the Family and Other Essays by R.D. Laing
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The Pictorial Key to the Tarot by Arthur Edward Waite
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The Cosmic Doctrine by Dion Fortune
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The Philosophies of Asia by Alan W. Watts
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Our Life with Mr. Gurdjieff by Thomas de Hartmann
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On A Sunbeam by Tillie Walden
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Paper Girls, Vol. 1 by Brian K. Vaughan
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Julia Kristeva
“The clean and proper (in the sense of incorporated and incorporable) becomes filthy, the sought-after turns into banished, fascination into shame. Then, forgotten time crops up suddenly and condenses into a flash of lightning an operation that, if it were though out, would involve bringing together the two opposite terms but, on account of that flash, is discharged like thunder. The time of abjection is double: a time of oblivion and thunder, of veiled infinity and the moment when revelation bursts forth.”
Julia Kristeva, Powers of Horror: An Essay on Abjection

Robert Bly
“In the Month of May"

In the month of May when all leaves open,
I see when I walk how well all things
lean on each other, how the bees work,
the fish make their living the first day.
Monarchs fly high; then I understand
I love you with what in me is unfinished.

I love you with what in me is still
changing, what has no head or arms
or legs, what has not found its body.
And why shouldn't the miraculous,
caught on this earth, visit
the old man alone in his hut?

And why shouldn't Gabriel, who loves honey,
be fed with our own radishes and walnuts?
And lovers, tough ones, how many there are
whose holy bodies are not yet born.
Along the roads, I see so many places
I would like us to spend the night.”
Robert Bly, Eating the Honey of Words: New and Selected Poems

Robert Bly
“We are bees then; our honey is language.”
Robert Bly

Julia Kristeva
“Since he has nothing, since he is nothing, he can sacrifice everything.”
Julia Kristeva, Strangers to Ourselves

Tom Robbins
“The kingdom of formal ideas will always be a weak neighbor to the kingdom of thrills”
Tom Robbins, Even Cowgirls Get the Blues