I agree. I am speechless with admiration.
Martin
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From bier to pit
And be shut in it
Then lies my house upon my nose
And all my care for this world goes.
Anon.
----- Original Message -----
From: "Sheila Murphy" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Wednesday, March 04, 2009 6:14 AM
Subject: Re: Snap - Vincent
> Beautiful, Stephen, just splendid, sheila
>
> On Tue, Mar 3, 2009 at 7:32 PM, Stephen Vincent
> <[log in to unmask]>wrote:
>
>> The Lake that precedes the lake we know, he went looking for that, the
>> one
>> that preceded our presence, our primal violation. One can touch it, but
>> not
>> touch it. One can see the horses in the distance, the men with their arms
>> upraised. One can hear it, but not hear it. It is the Israel that is not
>> in
>> Israel. He went looking for that. Conviction, not disappointment is his
>> nature. He sacrifices the distance between two points. He consorts with
>> Emptiness. She is the Name beyond the name. She is the Alphabet with no
>> Signature. He makes signs without a sign. The color of his breath is
>> invisible. Under the luminous tree on the island beyond the lake, she
>> leans
>> over. In a silence without a sound, she embraces him.
>>
>> Stephen Vincent
>> from The First 100 Days of President Obama, March 3, 2009 (haptics &
>> commentary)
>> at http://stephenvincent.net/blog/
>>
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