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"When a child is born its sense-organs are brought in contact with the outer world. The waves of sound, heat, and light beat upon its feeble body, its sensitive nerve-fibres quiver, the muscles contract and relax in obedience: a gasp, a breath, and in this act a marvelous little engine, of inconceivable delicacy and complexity of construction, unlike any on earth, is hitched to the wheel-work of the Universe. The little engine labors and grows, performs more and more involved operations, becomes sensitive to ever subtler influences and now there manifests itself in the fully developed being - Man - a desire mysterious, inscrutable and irresistible: to imitate nature, to create, to work himself the wonders he perceives. Inspired in this task he searches, discovers and invents, designs and constructs, and enriches with monuments of beauty, grandeur and awe, the star of his birth. He descends into the bowels of the globe to bring forth its hidden treasures and to unlock its immense imprisoned energies for its use. He invades the dark depths of the ocean and the azure regions of the sky. He peers into the innermost nooks and recesses of molecular structure and lays bare to his gaze worlds infinitely remote. He subdues and puts to his service the fierce, devastating spark of Prometheus, the titanic forces of the waterfall, the wind and the tide. He tames the thundering bolt of Jove and annihilates time and space. He makes the great Sun itself his obedient toiling slave. Such is the power and might that the heavens reverberate and the whole earth trembles by the mere sound of his voice. What has the future in store for this strange being, born of a breath, of perishable tissue, yet immortal, with his powers fearful and divine? What magic will be wrought by him in the end? What is to be his greatest deed, his crowning achievement?"
(Nikola Tesla, lost journals)



praise and blame
no-heart
in the abyss
TM-Hexed
psyche-attack
suicidal maniacs
socratic poison
not-waiting-tree


"The way is not in the sky. The way is in the heart."
(Buddha)

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EARTH


"The foot feels the foot when it feels the ground."
(Buddha)



"In dwelling, live close to the ground."
(Lao Tzu)



"If you would lift me up you must be on higher ground."
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)



"Everybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground."
(John Lennon)



"Keep your eyes on the stars, and your feet on the ground."
(Theodore Roosevelt)



"A human being has so many skins inside, covering the depths of the heart. We know so many things, but we don't know ourselves. Why, thirty or forty skins or hides, as thick and hard as an ox's or bear's, cover the soul. Go into your own ground and learn to know yourself there."
(Meister Eckhart)



"Jogging is very beneficial. It's good for your legs and your feet. It's also very good for the ground. If makes it feel needed."
(Charles M. Schulz)



"He who thinks he is raising a mound may only in reality be digging a pit."
(Ernest Bramah)



"Look within. Within is the fountain of good, and it will ever bubble up, if thou wilt ever dig."
(Marcus Aurelius)



"The best place to find God is in a garden. You can dig for him there."
(George Bernard Shaw)



"The greatest fine art
of the future
will be the making
of a
comfortable living
from a small
piece of land."
(Abraham Lincoln)

SKY


"In the sky, there is no distinction of east and west; people create distinctions out of their own minds and then believe them to be true."
(Buddha)



"The sky is the daily bread of the eyes."
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)



"I know of only one bird - the parrot - that talks; and it can't fly very high."
(Wilbur Wright)



"The fixed stars signify the angel in man. That is why man orients himself by them."
(Otto Weininger)



"I noticed a new and unusual star, surpassing the other stars in brilliancy. There had never before been any star in that place in the sky."
(Tycho Brahe)



"To penetrate and dissipate these clouds of darkness, the general mind must be strengthened by education."
(Thomas Jefferson)



"I prefer the mystic clouds of nostalgia to the real thing, to be honest."
(Robert Wyatt)



"I sometimes
still go out
hunting for bad
weather, flying low in simple airplanes to explore the inner reaches of the clouds. Less experienced pilots occasionally join me, not to learn formal lessons about weather flying, but with a more advanced purpose in mind - to accompany me in the slow accumulation of
experience through
circumstances
that never
repeat in
a place that
defies mastery."
(William Langeweische)



"The beginning of love is a horror of emptiness."
(Robert Bly)



"No one is free, even the birds are chained to the sky."
(Bob Dylan)