Why this need to analyze?To understand?
To know?
To know?
Last night I was staring up
at the stars high above.
at the stars high above.
I was wondering about death.
About how little I truly know.
If I knew nothing about planets
I might believe I'm in a huge dark blue tent.
Small holes allow a glimpse of the powerful
light on the other side.
I wish a wise old woman
would arrive in her spacecraft.
She might show me truth
and the other side of the planets.
would arrive in her spacecraft.
She might show me truth
and the other side of the planets.
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and your beauty remains.
Through all of the analysis, to know that you do not know, is grand knowledge, love.
You're the woman who helps me understand the universe.
I would have liked to have been there with you, keeping warm just because our shoulders are touching, leaning back to look at the stars beyond the stars beyond the farthest star we can see. It will always be a mystery to me.
why the need?
because you are a thinker. That's what I think.
We all want to understand death..but I don't think it is meant for us to understand.
"Why this need to analyze?
To understand?
To know?"
It's both our curse and our saving grace.
it would be wonderful to have that wise woman come and visit us all sometime and impart her knowledge, show us the world.
love you hel.
when the old lady comes in her space ship, will you come by and pick me up afterwards? i want to know and understand too!!!
beautiful words and thought-provoking pictures!
Your imagery is at once mental and spirit-filled. I loved trying on the notion I am really dwelling in a dark tent studded with holes from which the light of the universe--stars--peeks through. Also reminds me of the concept that it is where we are cracked, "broken", that our light shines.
Beautiful mindfood. Good morning, little One.
PS The spaceship reminds me of the movie, "Contact", and some of Shirley MacClaine's books. Wouldn't it be a wonderful opportunity to receive deep wisdom from other ends of the Universe...
You don't need a wise woman when you have yourself... question, wonder, think about everything...
love to you,
(((HUGS))),
Me
What a waste if we don't think and analyse and question everything. That's why your blog is so good- you're already so wise. Questioning is simply human nature. We do it so we can make something better of ourselves.
The unexamined life is not worth living. Call me Socrates.
Darn it! My spaceship is in the shop this week - can we take that ride when it gets fixed?
Its so hard to mourn a little animal's life - the rest of the world kind of looks at you in disbelief, but it doesn't make it any easier.
Thinking of you and your sweet little herd of pups...
just popping by to say "hi."
I love that first picture, the mystery of the path and where it leads...
you're photos are gorgeous, just so beautiful-- and me? I just don't want to know. Isn't that pathetic? I just feel like an ant in the scheme of things, or even smaller and that my pea brain couldn't possibly grasp it all--
~bluepoppy
Dropping by to say hello. :)
As for death, I understand what I need to know.. and that is to manage this life in such a way that I won't have to come back again~ :)
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