Dionysiodotes

each press of char and bone against divine skin the pool of ash yet warm your hands seeking unity until they are caked in it gathering the remnants of body like single notes into harmonic one the light still shining down burning with the fire of spent worlds of planets singed by Titanic suns life destroyed, all destroyed save the heart unremitting you heal the melodies your lips … Continue reading Dionysiodotes

Offspring of the Gods — Something from Proclus’ Commentary on Plato’s TIMAEUS

The passage below is of great theological interest. Previously on this blog, I have mentioned that being in the train of a God is not particularly unique because it could be said about each and every person, and this is yet another passage that deals with that. It's also striking to me looking at this … Continue reading Offspring of the Gods — Something from Proclus’ Commentary on Plato’s TIMAEUS

Black Holes, Chanting That Apollon Boreas Thing, Symbols, and Poetry

Hubble Deep Field

Apollon who gleams, who fills us up like a basin —what light within lightlessness?The ancients wrote that all could be illumined —but what illumination for the edge beyond which lightdances eternal with itself alone, bound and liberated,unseen by all, where space dances out timeand time ricochets oracular in the darkest stars?Does it mean that the … Continue reading Black Holes, Chanting That Apollon Boreas Thing, Symbols, and Poetry

Shifts and Changes

At the beginning of September, I was very restless, which for me can only be settled by organizing things in the world around me. There's a correlation between my spatial environment and my mental environment, and my physical environment had reached a tipping point of dissatisfaction in the 826 square foot apartment that I have … Continue reading Shifts and Changes