“Love exists .”

levinas1.jpg“I will say this quite plainly, what truly human is -and don’t be afraid of this word- love. And I mean it even with everything that burdens love or, i could say it better, responsibility is actually love, as Pascal said: ‘without concupiscence’ [without lust]…  love exists without worrying about being loved.”
― Emmanuel Lévinas, Of God Who Comes to Mind





What makes objects real are shadows dark
A consequence of standing in the light
Against a plain white wall the picture’s stark
We have sunny day and pitch black nights

We paint in essence  what the sun achieves
As it glows above with its bright needs
A god in ancient wisdom,  man believed
It might not rise if we did evil deeds

But God lets sun shine on us good and bad
Who knows which kind human creates hell?
A child who bites her mother and her dad
A  pilate who finds  truth is hard to tell

The shadow of the  world is our domain
Where we must live the joy and  live the pain

“Nature, the soul, love, and God, one recognizes through the heart, and not through the reason. “


“To know more, one must feel less, and vice versa… Nature, the soul, love, and God, one recognizes through the heart, and not through the reason. Were we spirits, we could dwell in that region of ideas over which our souls hover, seeking the solution. But we are earth-born beings, and can only guess at the Idea — not grasp it by all sides at once. The guide for our intelligences through the temporary illusion into the innermost centre of the soul is called Reason. Now, Reason is a material capacity, while the soul or spirit lives on the thoughts which are whispered by the heart. Thought is born in the soul. Reason is a tool, a machine, which is driven by the spiritual fire. When human reason … penetrates into the domain of knowledge, it works independently of the feeling, and consequently of the heart.”



Why do people get so angry about grammar?



“Why do we care about grammar to the extent that we do? Of course, it can be valuable in some contexts in order to guarantee clarity and bring a level of order and elegance into the language. But beyond those basic rules, why does it matter? What difference is there between “to write furiously” and “to furiously write”? People would understand the meaning regardless, even though the latter contains the dreaded split infinitive. Hundreds of years ago, individuals did not even know, much less care, about these minor conventions, but nowadays, people immediately pounce on the slightest grammar infraction, no matter how inconsequential. As Lynch astutely notes, however, there is no reason why proper grammar should be valued so highly, as phrases such as “colorless green ideas sleep furiously” are virtually nonsense but break no grammatical rules, while “I ain’t got nothing” is one of the most hated phrases in English, even though it is perfectly comprehensible and invokes a sense of personality and style that most other phrases remain unable to do.”

The splashing water in the fountain sings

The splashing water in the fountain sings
Like murmuring streamlets as from hills they spring
When I close my eyes I seem to be
By the road to Dent from Ingleby

In a river pool,  the water shone.
A breeze of ripples  swum this ocean
The limestone crags like bibles speak to me
A parable of images I see.

And as we climb up to the  ancient town
A whirlwind rages, wills to knock us down
Yet God did not appear in raging storms
But by a still small voice, his words were borne.

So this fountain is in miniature
A holy place where new thoughts spring up pure.


In between two raindrops

Some evenings, the sky turned pink

We were happy, lying in the grass

watching the sun  set,

arms around each other.

Seemed like eternal life had come

Earlier than forecast
Those weathermen are often wrong!

They need new training.

I’ll remember you for always

in that timeless moment

in between two raindrops,

in between two tears.