"Professor," the Old man said, "I realize that you, like many educated people, live trapped between worlds- one foot in the spiritual, one foot in the physical. Your heart yearns to believe... but your intellectual refuses to permit it. As an academic, you would be wise to learn from the great minds of history." He paused and cleared his throat. "If I'm remembering correctly, one of the greatest minds ever to live proclaimed: 'That which is impenetrable to us really exists. Behind the secrets of nature remains something subtle, intangible, and inexplicable. Veneration for this force beyond anything that we can comprehend is my relegion. '"
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Relegion of the future will be a cosmic relegion. It will transcend personal God and avoid dogma and theology. - Albert Einstein
I like to be here again..
for sipping some herbal tea looking at the walls
of dynamic creativity..
or
for drinking couple of Stellas
wrapping up for the day..
and preparing for the next one.
I liked the energy this space shared with me..
It was kind of an ensemble maintaining an unusual harmony with heterogeneous spectrum of colors, smells, noises, arrangement, and people sitting in each table..
Those were just luxury condos built in a row along the river
I saw when I was running in the expressway after midnight
but they looked like a pretty snapshot of fireworks.. aren't they?
We have some fantasy when we look something or somebody
from a fair distance.. since a distance allow us
something look or feel softer, prettier, and even purer..
I agree on this with Herman Hesse saying that
we need to have some practice
in order for us having the same good feeling
in a much closer look within our reach..
Yes, my Lord
I do know that we all pass away..
except You.
but not too soon..
but not too late..
oh, my Lord..
please allow us to span our own
at least..
and I realized again, my Lord..
that the energy of sustaining myself as just myself
is mostly from being alone..
not to be shaken by anything or anybody
listening to my own voice conveying your messages..
and mostly listening to such colorful voices of mother nature..
.. a maternal incarnation of Yourself..
I'm getting restored.. now..
getting back to the holy loneliness..
though.. I hate the darkness..
.. shoot..
젠장..
yes, my clock has just stopped..
what about yours..?
Today.. I liked to be in the Distillery District for the galleries sipping lovely espresso from the very old cafe.. I liked to wander around the old market of Kensington for the oldest but best shops trying vintage cloths, top quality cheese, fresh bread, and even live concert.. I liked to walk around the beautiful campus of UT looking at the Victoria style buildings fully covered by colorful leaves of ivy.. I liked to drink at the patio in the middle of Yorkville smelling the sweet mood of refraining luxury in town.. ... ... But what I did was just watching the cloud.. the thick & closely layered clouds and clouds in the sky carpeted far beyond the horizon.. while drinking glasses of beer.. only..