Ghost ships are sailing
on empty seas

the light that was in the darkness
it does not shine on me

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.

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.

I loved you in the morning,
our kisses deep and warm, 

your hair upon the pillow
like a sleepy golden storm

He who can no longer pause 

to wonder and stand rapt in awe, 

is as good as dead; 

his eyes are closed.

Safe in the womb

Of an everlasting night

You find the darkness can

Give the brightest light …

It is neither good nor bad, 

but thinking makes it so.

I don't believe people are looking for the meaning of life 

as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive.

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.

It is the theory which decides what we can observe.

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.

The past lingers with me

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.

Adrift without a course,

it's very lonely here, 

our only conjecture 

what lies behind the dark.