Your cravings as a human animal do not become a prayer just because it is God whom you ask to attend to them.
He is one of those who has had the wilderness for a pillow, and called a star his brother. Alone. But loneliness can be a communion.
Trees quiver in the wind,
sailing on a sea of mist
out of earshot.
Doffing the ego's
safe glory, he finds
his naked reality.
The dizziness in the face of les espaces infinis-only overcome if we dare to gaze into them without any protection. And accept them as the reality before which we must justify our existence. For this is the truth we must reach to live, that everything is and we just in it.
Like the bee, we distill poison from honey for our self-defense-what happens to the bee if it uses its sting is well known.
Do not seek death. Death will find you. But seek the road which makes death a fulfillment.
Friendship needs no words - it is solitude delivered from the anguish of loneliness.