Love you will find only where you may show yourself weak without provoking strength.
Let us posit our axioms. There is no God. Which also means: the One is not. The multiple ‘without-one’ - every multiple being in its turn nothing other than a multiple of multiples - is the law of being. The only stopping point is the void. The infinite, as Pascal had already realized, is the banal reality of every situation, not the predicate of a transcendence. For the infinite, as Cantor demonstrated with the creation of set theory, is actually only the most general form of multiple being.
There is as much difference between us and ourselves as between us and others.
Collage of Babies, One Thousand and Seven Hundred Children That in Three Years Came to My Shop, Esaki Reiji, 1893
(Source: westvista)
Ablutions, Judy Chicago, Suzanne Lacy, Sandra Ogel and Aviva Ramani, 1972
(Source: oyessi)
Wedged in the slime, they say: ‘We had been sullen
in the sweet air that’s gladdened by the sun;
we bore the mist of sluggishness in us:
now we are bitter in the blackened mud.’
This hymn they have to gurgle in their gullets,
because they cannot speak it in full words.
in the sweet air that’s gladdened by the sun;
we bore the mist of sluggishness in us:
now we are bitter in the blackened mud.’
This hymn they have to gurgle in their gullets,
because they cannot speak it in full words.
