Mozart's Third Brain Quotes
Mozart's Third Brain
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“Our souls flutter
Our brains have butterfly brilliance
The stars look at us, with their distant light,
their giddiness, in their nests of nothing”
― Mozart's Third Brain
Our brains have butterfly brilliance
The stars look at us, with their distant light,
their giddiness, in their nests of nothing”
― Mozart's Third Brain
“Love has no logos.”
― Mozart's Third Brain
― Mozart's Third Brain
“Slowly Hades retreats
This time
The transparent sea touches the shore
The edge of fine sand shifts, softly, exactly”
― Mozart's Third Brain
This time
The transparent sea touches the shore
The edge of fine sand shifts, softly, exactly”
― Mozart's Third Brain
“With my body’s soul
I touched what is repulsive;
I closely searched the turning, the transformation of
the signs in the heavens, in the universal war.”
― Mozart's Third Brain
I touched what is repulsive;
I closely searched the turning, the transformation of
the signs in the heavens, in the universal war.”
― Mozart's Third Brain
“The stream of love breaks down
Fluid lightning
The flash of vibrating being
But also the flash of darkness
The light of Beatrice’s eyes, their lightning flash
How am I to understand this?
How to understand unknowing
That I do not!”
― Mozart's Third Brain
Fluid lightning
The flash of vibrating being
But also the flash of darkness
The light of Beatrice’s eyes, their lightning flash
How am I to understand this?
How to understand unknowing
That I do not!”
― Mozart's Third Brain
“At night I dream of snakes;
vipers, of different colors
Your face
looks at me
I am anti-social; cannot participate
This is my
stigma; inscribed as a snakebite
I bear the crescent moon
I also bear you, beloved
As my living sign”
― Mozart's Third Brain
vipers, of different colors
Your face
looks at me
I am anti-social; cannot participate
This is my
stigma; inscribed as a snakebite
I bear the crescent moon
I also bear you, beloved
As my living sign”
― Mozart's Third Brain
“We are the many
We bear luminous wounds
We bear the possibility of love; also its real sweetness
Its sound”
― Mozart's Third Brain
We bear luminous wounds
We bear the possibility of love; also its real sweetness
Its sound”
― Mozart's Third Brain
“The stroke of each caress, to the abyss
Whether dark
or transparent
We shall not know
No stroke is
a caress; not even in its gentlest gesture
Your skin touches mine
Music touches us, with its innermost
membranes . . .”
― Mozart's Third Brain
Whether dark
or transparent
We shall not know
No stroke is
a caress; not even in its gentlest gesture
Your skin touches mine
Music touches us, with its innermost
membranes . . .”
― Mozart's Third Brain
“As if all of us existed only in the bondage of the will
From inside each autonomy grows the light of grace; when it is not murderous;
as if the Graces existed, were alive, in their ambiguity, their infinite
delicacy . . .”
― Mozart's Third Brain
From inside each autonomy grows the light of grace; when it is not murderous;
as if the Graces existed, were alive, in their ambiguity, their infinite
delicacy . . .”
― Mozart's Third Brain
“The words moved out into the darkness
hovered like butterflies
somehow freestanding
I heard the abyss breathing”
― Mozart's Third Brain
hovered like butterflies
somehow freestanding
I heard the abyss breathing”
― Mozart's Third Brain
“Every civil war builds on illusions and fear
Even war between individuals; whatever bonds may exist between them
To recapitulate images from history: After the first
world war, exhaustion, victory, inability to
build a new order, growing dissolution, chaos Revanchism Economic depression Then the waiting
for Germany, the generalized war initiated by Germany
This dread waiting, 1938, 1939 When I was conceived
After the cold war another period of exhaustion, another victory Perhaps we are in the presence of generalized
civil war, internal division, hatred Should we prefer
the empire? As Dante did? Or Ezra Pound, Heidegger Or
for that matter Brecht? We love dissolution and chaos passionately,
I hear a voice say, I know whose It is not here that I shall say it
It is not easy There are no nations Pillars of fire precede
the returning, in human terms, lost son.”
― Mozart's Third Brain
Even war between individuals; whatever bonds may exist between them
To recapitulate images from history: After the first
world war, exhaustion, victory, inability to
build a new order, growing dissolution, chaos Revanchism Economic depression Then the waiting
for Germany, the generalized war initiated by Germany
This dread waiting, 1938, 1939 When I was conceived
After the cold war another period of exhaustion, another victory Perhaps we are in the presence of generalized
civil war, internal division, hatred Should we prefer
the empire? As Dante did? Or Ezra Pound, Heidegger Or
for that matter Brecht? We love dissolution and chaos passionately,
I hear a voice say, I know whose It is not here that I shall say it
It is not easy There are no nations Pillars of fire precede
the returning, in human terms, lost son.”
― Mozart's Third Brain
“What is is incomprehensible, comprehensible, nameless, possessed of all names,
visible it is invisible, invisible it is visible, unheard
I listen to it Present it is absent, absent
it is present In this excluded third term we are included;
what cannot exist we encompass, as the single most significant thing
In the cracks it is whole In the whole it is utterly fragmented
The silence sings Nobody hears the sound Almighty
it lacks power Only the absence of power prevails Dead, it lives
Living, it is dead Only what is is not
I touch your flesh . . .”
― Mozart's Third Brain
visible it is invisible, invisible it is visible, unheard
I listen to it Present it is absent, absent
it is present In this excluded third term we are included;
what cannot exist we encompass, as the single most significant thing
In the cracks it is whole In the whole it is utterly fragmented
The silence sings Nobody hears the sound Almighty
it lacks power Only the absence of power prevails Dead, it lives
Living, it is dead Only what is is not
I touch your flesh . . .”
― Mozart's Third Brain
“Into the dark matter I will disappear
But still I go deeper into the labyrinth
I don’t know if it is the labyrinth of the continuum
Who, what, is it that I leave to you?”
― Mozart's Third Brain
But still I go deeper into the labyrinth
I don’t know if it is the labyrinth of the continuum
Who, what, is it that I leave to you?”
― Mozart's Third Brain
“We’re illuminated by a larger, unknown light
We are manifestations
on its surface
We look at one another
Enormities of darkness
What is it then that exists?
Neither can informed unknowing exist
Nor can any gnostic darkness
or light
I see the angel of light
Hear the voice
Blinded
Again and again this returns
Even at the bottom of light”
― Mozart's Third Brain
We are manifestations
on its surface
We look at one another
Enormities of darkness
What is it then that exists?
Neither can informed unknowing exist
Nor can any gnostic darkness
or light
I see the angel of light
Hear the voice
Blinded
Again and again this returns
Even at the bottom of light”
― Mozart's Third Brain
