Monday, November 16, 2009

oxygon

“COMPARISION”

Ah, to what great, incomprehensible heights can one go into heavenly, cosmic things, and to what heights in meditating on things earthly—the point is well made, to detest the “comparison of heights”. “Like stars we are sailing/in our separateness.” I like the feeling, how alone the solitary star among a myriad of countless stars!


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