Under The Seams Runs The Pain.

I Was More Worn Out With The "odyssey" Than It Was With The "iliad." I Mean, Just Comparing Those Two - You Can See How It's Changing, How The Language Of The "iliad" Is Somehow Monstrously New - And That Language Of The "odyssey" Is More Comfortable, Even For Us.

You Doubt God? Well More To The Point I Credit God With The Good Sense To Doubt Me. What Is Mortality After All But Divine Doubt Flashing Over Us? For An Instant God Suspends Assent And Poof! We Disappear.

A Thinking Mind Is Not Swallowed Up By What It Comes To Know. It Reaches Out To Grasp Something Related To Itself And To Its Present Knowledge (and So Knowable In Some Degree) But Also Separate From Itself And From Its Present Knowledge (not Identical With These). In Any Act Of Thinking, The Mind Must Reach Across This Space Between Known And Unknown, Linking One To The Other But Also Keeping Visible To Difference. It Is An Erotic Space.

Existence Will Not Stop Until It Gets To Beauty.

What Is An Adjective? Nouns Name The World. Verbs Activate The Names. Adjectives Come From Somewhere Else. The Word Adjective (epitheton In Greek) Is Itself An Adjective Meaning 'placed On Top', 'added', 'appended', 'foreign'. Adjectives Seem Fairly Innocent Additions, But Look Again. These Small Imported Mechanisms Are In Charge Of Attaching Everything In The World To Its Place In Particularity. They Are The Latches Of Being.