Creating Ecstasy
Who Are You and What's your Life For?
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Creating Ecstasy
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Who Are You and What's your Life For?
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His poetry is incredible given his background. There's absolutely no bitterness in it. there is this incredible sense of love and appreciation and certainly an absolute sense of ecstasy.
For all the beauty there may be, I'll never throw away my soul. Only for something I don't know, that one may come on randomly.
In savoring a finite joy, the very most one can expect, is to enfeeble and destroy our taste leaving the palate wrecked.
For all the sweetness there may be, I'll never throw away my soul. Only for something I don't know that one may come on randomly.
With such a lover as the Lord, tell me if you will be in pain. For his love is devoid of taste.
Among the things made in this world without a foothold, you must seek him out.
No face nor form alone tasting there something I don't know that one may come on randomly.
And don't look to your inner eye, though of vastly greater worth, to find among the joys of earth a happiness an ecstasy more than all beauty there may be
or may have been or can be now. One feeds on something I don't know that one may come on randomly.
On earth you must never rely on what the senses understand or on all the knowledge you command, although it rises very high. No grace nor beauty there may be will make me throw away my soul. Only for something I don't know that one may come on randomly.
This is a person with the power to teach us about how to approach all of this.
Now, ee Cummings, let's see. Oh, yeah. This one I get all at once. I carry your heart with me. I carry it in my heart. I am never without it. Anywhere I go, you go, my dear, and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling. I fear no fate. For you are my fate, my sweet. I want no world. For beautiful you are my world, my true.
And it's you are whatever a moon is, always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you. Here is the deepest secret nobody knows. Here is the root of the root, the bud of the bud, and the sky of the sky of a tree called life which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide.
And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart. I carry your heart. I carry it here in my heart. This is about softening you up, you see. Or softening me up. I want to do a little thing with you for just a minute. And what I'd like you to do is just to close your eyes and be comfortable.
And I'd like you to create for yourself the experience of being on the bow, the front of a sailboat in the tropics at night.
So, I'd like you to create for yourself the experience of either standing or sitting or lying, whatever is most comfortable for you on the bow, up in the front of a sailboat at night in the tropics as it plunges its way through the water.
Plunges its way through the ocean. And I'd like you to create for yourself the experience that all around you is only ocean.
No land in sight. And you're out on the bow of this ship which is plunging through the swells up and down comfortably and you're on deck feeling very secure. And warm. And at ease. And you're looking up at the sky in such a way that you can't see any of the ship in your peripheral vision and so all you can see is the sky. Begin to create for yourself the experience of losing the ship under you.
And sailing out into space. Being in fact the leading edge of that which is moving in space, and in fact, you are the leading edge on this particular spaceship called the earth.