The Truth and You

The truth it seems, and you, are mutually exclusive. Two circles complete, each perfect in its form, with no intersection along the path, of their circumference. Your perfection is a sham. Honesty does not share, its hemisphere with you, If the truth was searching for the north pole, You'd be somewhere in Antarctica, Swearing that... Continue Reading →

Emerson

In the woods, we return to reason and faith. There I feel that nothing can befall me in life, — no disgrace, no calamity, (leaving me my eyes) which nature cannot repair. Standing on the bare ground, — my head bathed by the blithe air, and uplifted into infinite space, — all mean egotism vanishes.... Continue Reading →

Spinoza

On 27 July 1656, the Talmud Torah congregation of Amsterdam issued a writ of cherem (excommunication) against the 23-year-old Baruch Spinoza for his alleged heresy. The English translation of the writ is as follows. The Lords of the ma'amad, having long known of the evil opinions and acts of Baruch de Espinoza, have endeavoured by various... Continue Reading →

I’ve Been Thinking

I've been thinking lately, about the weight of things. The things we collect along the way. And those things we treasure and spend our lives trying to preserve. All the while "things fall apart" and the true weight of what we carry cannot be quantified in terms of mass.    I once was sure that... Continue Reading →

“Whatever the future may have in store for us, one thing is certain — this new revolution in human thought will never go backward. When a great truth once gets abroad in the world, no power on earth can imprison it, or prescribe its limits, or suppress it. It is bound to go on till... Continue Reading →

Solitude

BY ELLA WHEELER WILCOX Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air; The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing... Continue Reading →

Miss Takes

I thought that Miss So-and-So understood but it was another one of my many mistakes; mistakes which are often misunderstood because my intentions are misread. I should be used to misunderstandings but the misinterpretation of my deeds never fails to make me feel like I'm missing out. I know I am a mystery to the... Continue Reading →

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