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August 12, 2003
The upward spiral.
One of the questions I've been asking myself is whether all of this thought. All of this writing is really getting me anywhere. Am I really evolving and if so, to what end? I am certainly putting a tremendous amount of energy into this evolution, but at times it seems I am merely going in circles, being confronted by the same demons in different form months or years later. Then I read the following from Booke of Days that reframed my quest.-
"How complex life is, and how strange it is that what we had thought was behind us suddenly appears before us in a new guise. Life is not a line, but a tight spiral in which we move upwards, coil upon stacked coil, revisiting from a slightly different angle all that we have been and done. Progress we make surely, but it is slow and nostalgic. And to what end? And how may we break free?"
The next paragraph is interesting too, though a little more book specific. I'm including it anyway, with no explanation.
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"Religion offers nothing but mystery, departures into that which we cannot know. We can only close our eyes like children and make the leap. 'Believe this and do not ask why,' religion says, and: 'Put your faith in this but do not try to understand.' And yet did not the woman say that the truth has no explanation, that it is not OF explanation? But if the truth cannot be explained, how may we know it? And did she not say that you cannot love until you know the truth? How then may we love?"
Posted by wonko at August 12, 2003 06:15 PM
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