A: Ah, when creation shows so much beauty, how radiant must be the source!
V: How can anyone today study to become a minister!
A: Your rationalism is as dry as dust.
V: I say that modern man believes in only himself and his biological death.
A: Modern man is a figment of your imagination. Man regards death with horror.
V: Religion for the people. Opium for the aching limb.
Though tonight she’s made me sad
If I find her I’ll be glad
I still love herI don’t wanna spoil the party so I’ll go
I Don’t Want to Spoil the Party by The Beatles (1964)
I would hate my disappointment to show
There’s nothing for me here so I will disappear
If she turns up while I’m gone please let me know
There’s no fun in what I do if she’s not there
But I think I’ll take a walk and look for her
I glanced round the bus. Though the windows were closed, and soon muffed, the bus was full of light. It was cruel light. I shrank from the faces and forms by which I was surrounded. They were all fixed faces, full not of possibilities but of impossibilities, some gaunt, some bloated, some glaring with idiotic ferocity, some drowned beyond recovery in dreams; but all, in one way or another, distorted and faded. One had a feeling that they might fall to pieces at any moment if the light grew much stronger. Then-there was a mirror on the end wall of the bus-I caught sight of my own.
And still the light grew.
The Great Divorce by C. S. Lewis
Correlations have been observed between psychological conflicts and somatic illness. Links between suppressed emotions and physical health problems are recognized. Accept a holistic view of the individual.
CALDA Clinic by Claudia M. Elsig, MD (2022)
Five Good Minutes
by Brantley & Millstine @ New Harbinger Books
It has always been the individual who calls the group to a larger vision, who insists on compassion and fair play. When the goal of the group ceases to be the individual, that group goes into decline.”
The Sun Magazine
Time is the essence, time is the season, time ain’t no reason, got no time to slow. Burn out the day, burn out the night, I can’t see no reason to put up a fight. I’m livin’ for givin’ the devil his due.”
Blue Öyster Cult
Seven older gentlemen of various political persuasions gather in the courtyard under the squawking birds to politely discuss and examine, in regulated heartbeat, the current issues and events of the week.
They also like to talk about their high-school classmates, both living & dead, unknown to others outside of Los Gatos. It’s an exclusive club.
Everything is condensed into one single moment. It decides our life.
FRANZ KAFKA
Be Aware of Your Routines, Then Break Them