Author: L.E. Hansen

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Meaning

Søren Aabye Kierkegaard—love like all knowledge is recollection.
Where am I? What does it mean to say: the world? What is the meaning of that word? Who tricked me into this whole thing and leaves me standing here? Who am I? How did I get into the world? Why was I not asked about it, why was I not informed of the rules and regulations but just thrust into the ranks as if I had been bought from a peddling shanghaier of human beings? How did I get involved in this big enterprise called actuality? Why should I be involved? Isn’t it a matter of choice? And if I am compelled to be involved, where is the manager? I have something to say about this. Is there no manager? To whom shall I make my complaint? ― Søren Kierkegaard

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Nietzsche & Math & Mind

From the Arizona trip—Grand Canyon—2010img_1065

Mathematics would certainly have not come into existence if one had known from the beginning that there was in nature no exactly straight line, no actual circle, no absolute magnitude.~Friedrich Nietzsche 

As quoted in The Puzzle Instinct : The Meaning of Puzzles in Human Life‎ (2004) by Marcel Danesi, p. 71 from Human All-Too-Human

Nietzsche, it is said, went further into his own mind than anyone else had ever done or is likely to in future. It drove him crazy of course. And then I wonder, how would anyone know? No one could know, unless it is to be determined by what the thinker has written. A Buddhist monk has said that there are at least 30-some levels within the mind. At least that many that he had reached. And he had warned against attempting such a voyage, saying that madness lay in wait. The Grand Canyon of the mind, yes?

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Zen & Tolle

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From the book of Eckhart Tolle

published on BODAISHIN page
The only thing that is ultimately real about your journey  
is the step that you are taking at this moment.  That’s all there ever is. -Eckhart Tolle

And so it is, so simple, so complete, yet eluding the mind that grasps for it, even into the wonder of the Universe.

we were all part of it once

church

This abandoned church has been left mostly unharmed; its place is held secret so that others do not come to damage it. We must secure those things we love today behind closed doors, in secret hiding places. To keep the dream from the nightmare. What is America these days I so often wonder? We look to Europe and see standing the buildings from centuries ago, kept alive and secure. Not so the cemeteries of our youth, those places where grottos and statues and stations of the cross lived and spoke. Once. Now no more. Can there be a future? Can there be a future when there is no past?

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Johnny Depp & Friend

I found these guys while checking out AnotherKindOfGrass on WordPress. Nice site, nice photo. It’s always so sweet to find kindness for all of Earth’s Creatures. Yes?

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