go! climb through the loops of the over-hanging ledge

and leap and run, yes leap and run for once in your life

see the edge of tomorrow flair-up before you

as the evening moon-light streams with the heat of ageing

i run searching for today's tomorrow to flair and flame

digging deeper into the outer quest for the goods of humankind

but it is a narrow road we travel upon 

with hooks to grab and lines of want to cross

it's a strange and elusive journey, the some-thing thing into the quagmire of earth

amidst hungry humans wishing to be alligators devouring some prey

reaching into the sub-sub metrical valley of the sea

for the promised-paradise opened just for a "me"

but it's never there, ever absent and fleeing

hiding in the quagmire of wants hanging on the mind-traps of human beings

ah, we weep waiting for the some-thing to crawl toward our lustful eyes

to fill us with the illusory game-prize captured in the twinkle of an eye

what then Lord are we to do to arrive at the paradisal-gate we've been ejected from

arriving in the open-air of a heaven filled with the light of joy

it's home, Your Home for us to dwell with the mystery of You

yes home, Your Home for us to dwell in peace with the mystery of You

*...when do men fall on their brothers with mighty weapons and bloody acts?  They do such if they do not know that their brother is themselves.

  -Carl Jung

*...nothing is more dangerous than to play the hero.

  -Carl Jung

*Reflections of Jean Sulivan:

  -How can I speak of the heart of things?  If I knew, there would no longer be anything to say.  There is no heart.  I will only say this: follow your deepest instinct.  Passion creates meaning - on the condition that no calculations are introduced....  The authority of the word is absolute, but only in relation to a particular being.  The fundamental error, the sin, is to make use of the absolute authority of the word without taking into consideration your concrete relationship to others.  All reality is within you.  Everything, good and bad, is for your spiritual creation as long as you don't remain outside of life, because outside of life there is nothing.  If my wish has a meaning: may this book leave you broken and dispossessed, if you are not already, desperate for a joy you've never dreamed of.

  -...if you're lost in the labyrinth of conflicting truths, over-whelmed by the law, restrained by fear, stop this game, free yourself from faith itself.  Live the joyous gift of today.  Nothing is worse than boredom and sadness.  Faith will not abandon you so easily; it's as persistent as crabgrass.

  -...glances, everyday gestures, one's breath, a profound impulse - all these things express the truth of a person, with or without ideas.  What keeps you alive? - that's the question.  Keep yourself in a state of active anticipation.