"When I see the sea once more, will the sea see or not see me" ~Pablo Neruda I love the sea Diving so free She never notices me Always lets me be Peacefully....... ~ Pete's Draggin'
that sort of reminded me of Lorca's Farewell If I die, leave the balcony open. The little boy is eating oranges. (From my balcony I can see him.) The reaper is harvesting the wheat. (From my balcony I can hear him.) If I die, leave the balcony open!
Powerful message Eloise. "I can picture the Reaper with the scythe of death, slicing through the wheat, and as the wheat falls , the reaper gets closer....closer to carry the next away as the crows call" ~Pete's Draggin'
there are better things to do with your energy then climbing ladders, creating a world of beauty for all to enjoy is one of them.
There comes a time when a man finds himself in front of a dark uncrossable abyss, which he himself has spent years digging. He cannot go forward, and has no way back. Words have failed, tears won't help, and who would he call out to? He can't even remember his own name. Then the man sees that on this god's green earth there is but one true suffering: the torment of guilty conscience.
Judging by the line the precedes it the full quote being: “Beware that, when fighting monsters, you yourself do not become a monster... for when you gaze long into the abyss. The abyss gazes also into you.” I would infer that it is a warning against gazing too long into " the abyss", or the dark void, lest the blackness seep into you and become inseparable from you. But I also agree that we must glance and ponder the abyss, but not for "too long."
What was I know the quote in full. And I agree. To me the most prominent abyss in today's society is internet porn...So yeah. Know thy enemy. I wonder what Nietzsche would have made of porn as it exists today.
On a cheerier note: I saw this posted somewhere, as a caption for a photo: "June, the Friday afternoon of summer, when the world hums with possibility." I adore this comparison. I can feel that excited hum in the air today--plants are blooming, birds are singing sweetly, the air is sweet with the fragrance of flowers and new life.
Eloise, all of the quotes you have been posting have been so real and meaningful. Thanks for not posting: "Live, laugh love" or some other basic garbage that I see so often in our peer group.
I couldnt narrow it down to one line, i'm just going to post the whole poem When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.