Friday 30 September 2011

Thursday 29 September 2011

Ghost ships are sailing
on empty seas
the light that was in the darkness
it does not shine on me

Wednesday 28 September 2011

Tuesday 27 September 2011

So hit an elephant with a dart
and he just reaches around and pulls it out with his trunk
But hit a whale in the heart and the whole ocean turns red,
It turns red.

Monday 26 September 2011

Sunday 25 September 2011

Concepts that have proven useful in ordering things 
easily achieve such authority over us 
that we forget their earthly origins 
and accept them as unalterable givens.

Saturday 24 September 2011

Friday 23 September 2011

Thursday 22 September 2011

I loved you in the morning,
our kisses deep and warm, 
your hair upon the pillow
like a sleepy golden storm

Wednesday 21 September 2011

Tuesday 20 September 2011

He who can no longer pause 
to wonder and stand rapt in awe, 
is as good as dead; 
his eyes are closed.

Monday 19 September 2011

Sunday 18 September 2011

Safe in the womb
Of an everlasting night
You find the darkness can
Give the brightest light …

Saturday 17 September 2011

Friday 16 September 2011

It is neither good nor bad, 
but thinking makes it so.

Thursday 15 September 2011

Wednesday 14 September 2011

I don't believe people are looking for the meaning of life 
as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive.

Tuesday 13 September 2011

Monday 12 September 2011

Every religion is true one way or another.
It is true when understood metaphorically.
But when it gets stuck in its own metaphors, 
interpreting them as facts, 
then you are in trouble.

Sunday 11 September 2011

Saturday 10 September 2011

It is the theory which decides what we can observe.

Friday 9 September 2011

Thursday 8 September 2011

One way or another,
we all have to find what best fosters the flowering of our humanity in this contemporary life,
and dedicate ourselves to that.

Wednesday 7 September 2011

Tuesday 6 September 2011

The past lingers with me

Monday 5 September 2011


Sunday 4 September 2011

It's despair at the lack of feeling, of love, of reason in the world. 
It's despair that anyone can even contemplate the idea of dropping a bomb 
or ordering that it should be dropped. 
It's despair that so few of us care. 
It's despair that there's so much brutality and callousness in the world.

Saturday 3 September 2011


Friday 2 September 2011

Adrift without a course,
it's very lonely here, 
our only conjecture 
what lies behind the dark.

Thursday 1 September 2011