Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning

Tuesday, July 3, 2018


Exert not thyself
... in amassing of wealth,
for evil is the smell
... of stagnant water; strive
rather, to be generous,
... for running water
becomes a flood. "

- Shaykh Sa'adi Shirazi ( from: Gulistan )

When we hug to ourselves
In fear
In greed
In hatred

When we hug to ourselves
A say “go to hell” to everyone else

We close off the flow of Spirit and love
At both ends

Nothing in
Nothing out

And soon
Rot, rot
Fester, fester

Soon the smell of decay
Drifts across the landscape of our lives
The landscape of our nation

As surely as the smell of unwashed bodies
And dirty diapers drifts from
The gulags of America

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