#p01 — Public Fediverse posts

https://soundcloud.com/himig_adviento/all-this-time-maria-mena

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https://soundcloud.com/himig_adviento/all-this-time-maria-mena

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https://soundcloud.com/himig_adviento/all-this-time-maria-mena

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https://soundcloud.com/himig_adviento/all-this-time-maria-mena

#p01

I learned to measure every step
To weigh the cost of them
They taught me love was leverage
And hope a foolish prayer ()

You are more than what they shaped you to be ()

Hold the moment
Guard the flame ()

If tomorrow breaks its promise
And the night outlasts the dawn
Still, the seed remembers sunlight
Long after hope is gone

I do not need a crown or vow
No walls that scrape the sky

Only truth that lives in how we choose to love ()

If they take my name from record
If I vanish into stone

Still I know the sound of laughter
And the shape of coming home

There is courage in small mercies ()

The world can still be mended ()

From quiet hands great rivers start ()

Teach our child the world can change
(By way of modelling, p01)
Teach them how ()

https://soundcloud.com/westpoint-chronicles/aeldric-and-leyriana

#p01

I learned to measure every step
To weigh the cost of them
They taught me love was leverage
And hope a foolish prayer ()

You are more than what they shaped you to be ()

Hold the moment
Guard the flame ()

If tomorrow breaks its promise
And the night outlasts the dawn
Still, the seed remembers sunlight
Long after hope is gone

I do not need a crown or vow
No walls that scrape the sky

Only truth that lives in how we choose to love ()

If they take my name from record
If I vanish into stone

Still I know the sound of laughter
And the shape of coming home

There is courage in small mercies ()

The world can still be mended ()

From quiet hands great rivers start ()

Teach our child the world can change
(By way of modelling, p01)
Teach them how ()

https://soundcloud.com/westpoint-chronicles/aeldric-and-leyriana

#p01

I learned to measure every step
To weigh the cost of them
They taught me love was leverage
And hope a foolish prayer ()

You are more than what they shaped you to be ()

Hold the moment
Guard the flame ()

If tomorrow breaks its promise
And the night outlasts the dawn
Still, the seed remembers sunlight
Long after hope is gone

I do not need a crown or vow
No walls that scrape the sky

Only truth that lives in how we choose to love ()

If they take my name from record
If I vanish into stone

Still I know the sound of laughter
And the shape of coming home

There is courage in small mercies ()

The world can still be mended ()

From quiet hands great rivers start ()

Teach our child the world can change
(By way of modelling, p01)
Teach them how ()

https://soundcloud.com/westpoint-chronicles/aeldric-and-leyriana

#p01

Don’t speak, don’t rise, don’t break the line, don’t give them cause to see

But something in the shadow whispers:

You were not made to be unseen ()

A man who shared his bed
Was taken
For a moment looking wrong
Three strikes erased a lifetime
Like he never had belonged ()

If the rules won’t keep you breathing
What is the point of playing the game ()

Something called ()
Not loud, not wild, not reckless
Just a question cutting through ()

We are children of the dark
Counted, kept in small
Learning how to bend the world
Or never stand at all

Don’t feel, don’t fight
Don’t draw the eye, don’t ever disagree

But something in the silence whispers
This is now where you should be ()

A shadow ()

Not master, not a chain
Not part of any game ()

Everything has edges ()
Feel where they are ()

Something reached back through the dark
Like it had known her from the start
A bird of night ()

Not power born of blood ()
But something just as much ()

Move without a sound
To feel the line between dark and light
Where truth is never found

And in that line
That fragile place
She found something of her own

We are children of the dark
But not what they believe
We are more than what they take
And more than what we leave

Don’t bow, don’t break, don’t loose yourself
Don’t vanish into fear
There is something in the shadow rising ()

There are stars beyond the stone
A sky too wide to hold

She never saw the light as a child
But she will

https://soundcloud.com/westpoint-chronicles/children-of-the-dark

#p01

Don’t speak, don’t rise, don’t break the line, don’t give them cause to see

But something in the shadow whispers:

You were not made to be unseen ()

A man who shared his bed
Was taken
For a moment looking wrong
Three strikes erased a lifetime
Like he never had belonged ()

If the rules won’t keep you breathing
What is the point of playing the game ()

Something called ()
Not loud, not wild, not reckless
Just a question cutting through ()

We are children of the dark
Counted, kept in small
Learning how to bend the world
Or never stand at all

Don’t feel, don’t fight
Don’t draw the eye, don’t ever disagree

But something in the silence whispers
This is now where you should be ()

A shadow ()

Not master, not a chain
Not part of any game ()

Everything has edges ()
Feel where they are ()

Something reached back through the dark
Like it had known her from the start
A bird of night ()

Not power born of blood ()
But something just as much ()

Move without a sound
To feel the line between dark and light
Where truth is never found

And in that line
That fragile place
She found something of her own

We are children of the dark
But not what they believe
We are more than what they take
And more than what we leave

Don’t bow, don’t break, don’t loose yourself
Don’t vanish into fear
There is something in the shadow rising ()

There are stars beyond the stone
A sky too wide to hold

She never saw the light as a child
But she will

https://soundcloud.com/westpoint-chronicles/children-of-the-dark

#p01

Don’t speak, don’t rise, don’t break the line, don’t give them cause to see

But something in the shadow whispers:

You were not made to be unseen ()

A man who shared his bed
Was taken
For a moment looking wrong
Three strikes erased a lifetime
Like he never had belonged ()

If the rules won’t keep you breathing
What is the point of playing the game ()

Something called ()
Not loud, not wild, not reckless
Just a question cutting through ()

We are children of the dark
Counted, kept in small
Learning how to bend the world
Or never stand at all

Don’t feel, don’t fight
Don’t draw the eye, don’t ever disagree

But something in the silence whispers
This is now where you should be ()

A shadow ()

Not master, not a chain
Not part of any game ()

Everything has edges ()
Feel where they are ()

Something reached back through the dark
Like it had known her from the start
A bird of night ()

Not power born of blood ()
But something just as much ()

Move without a sound
To feel the line between dark and light
Where truth is never found

And in that line
That fragile place
She found something of her own

We are children of the dark
But not what they believe
We are more than what they take
And more than what we leave

Don’t bow, don’t break, don’t loose yourself
Don’t vanish into fear
There is something in the shadow rising ()

There are stars beyond the stone
A sky too wide to hold

She never saw the light as a child
But she will

https://soundcloud.com/westpoint-chronicles/children-of-the-dark

#p01

No cry, no light, no sky above ()
He came into silence
A thought unfinished
A breath without sound ()

Shadows gathering round
A name ()

And something unseen
Touched skin and vanished
But nothing was ever the same ()

They taught me the stillness
The art of erasure
The shape of a life never seen

Don’t speak and don’t falter
Don’t rise and don’t matter
Don’t reach for what lies in-between

I learned how to vanish ()
To breath without taking up space
To live in the margins
Of someone else’s world
And never remember my face

But something was watching
Beneath all the quiet
A fracture that would not obey

A truth like a whisper
Too soft to be spoken
But too sharp
To fade away ()

I am not nothing
I am not small
I am the shadow
That outlives it all

If I was claimed
In the dark unseen
Then let the dark remember me ()

The game was never a game ()

Something inside me
Shifted and sharpened
A line drawn
Deep in my chest ()

If safety is obedience
And obedience is death
Then what is left ()
I will not serve

In corridors forgotten ()
Where silence had edges
I found something looking back ()

A hand with without violence
A world that began to crack ()

The boundary where darkness is breathing
Where nothing and something align

When I reached toward it
It reached back to meet me
As if it had always been mine ()

Edge of the shadow ()

I am not nothing
I am not small
I am the silence
That swallows it all

Forged in the unseen
Raised in the cold ()

If I was claimed by () the night
Then I will rise as its () light

No skylight
No stars

Not yet

https://soundcloud.com/westpoint-chronicles/edge-of-the-shadow

#p01

No cry, no light, no sky above ()
He came into silence
A thought unfinished
A breath without sound ()

Shadows gathering round
A name ()

And something unseen
Touched skin and vanished
But nothing was ever the same ()

They taught me the stillness
The art of erasure
The shape of a life never seen

Don’t speak and don’t falter
Don’t rise and don’t matter
Don’t reach for what lies in-between

I learned how to vanish ()
To breath without taking up space
To live in the margins
Of someone else’s world
And never remember my face

But something was watching
Beneath all the quiet
A fracture that would not obey

A truth like a whisper
Too soft to be spoken
But too sharp
To fade away ()

I am not nothing
I am not small
I am the shadow
That outlives it all

If I was claimed
In the dark unseen
Then let the dark remember me ()

The game was never a game ()

Something inside me
Shifted and sharpened
A line drawn
Deep in my chest ()

If safety is obedience
And obedience is death
Then what is left ()
I will not serve

In corridors forgotten ()
Where silence had edges
I found something looking back ()

A hand with without violence
A world that began to crack ()

The boundary where darkness is breathing
Where nothing and something align

When I reached toward it
It reached back to meet me
As if it had always been mine ()

Edge of the shadow ()

I am not nothing
I am not small
I am the silence
That swallows it all

Forged in the unseen
Raised in the cold ()

If I was claimed by () the night
Then I will rise as its () light

No skylight
No stars

Not yet

https://soundcloud.com/westpoint-chronicles/edge-of-the-shadow

#p01

No cry, no light, no sky above ()
He came into silence
A thought unfinished
A breath without sound ()

Shadows gathering round
A name ()

And something unseen
Touched skin and vanished
But nothing was ever the same ()

They taught me the stillness
The art of erasure
The shape of a life never seen

Don’t speak and don’t falter
Don’t rise and don’t matter
Don’t reach for what lies in-between

I learned how to vanish ()
To breath without taking up space
To live in the margins
Of someone else’s world
And never remember my face

But something was watching
Beneath all the quiet
A fracture that would not obey

A truth like a whisper
Too soft to be spoken
But too sharp
To fade away ()

I am not nothing
I am not small
I am the shadow
That outlives it all

If I was claimed
In the dark unseen
Then let the dark remember me ()

The game was never a game ()

Something inside me
Shifted and sharpened
A line drawn
Deep in my chest ()

If safety is obedience
And obedience is death
Then what is left ()
I will not serve

In corridors forgotten ()
Where silence had edges
I found something looking back ()

A hand with without violence
A world that began to crack ()

The boundary where darkness is breathing
Where nothing and something align

When I reached toward it
It reached back to meet me
As if it had always been mine ()

Edge of the shadow ()

I am not nothing
I am not small
I am the silence
That swallows it all

Forged in the unseen
Raised in the cold ()

If I was claimed by () the night
Then I will rise as its () light

No skylight
No stars

Not yet

https://soundcloud.com/westpoint-chronicles/edge-of-the-shadow

#p01

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I have often thought about you and imagined how quiet you must be in your solitary fort up among the empty mountains over which those great south winds rush, as if they wanted to devour them in mighty chunks.

The silence must be immense

To be able to receive such sounds and movements () joined by noise of the sea, present in the distance ()

Pre-historic harmony ()

Let this marvellous solitude work on you ()

A solitude which will never be deleted from your life.

In all that lies before you to experience and do,

It will continue as an anonymous influence ()

Perhaps like the way the blood of our ancestors moves unceasingly within us and mingles with our own

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Paris, on the second day of Christmas, 1908

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I have often thought about you and imagined how quiet you must be in your solitary fort up among the empty mountains over which those great south winds rush, as if they wanted to devour them in mighty chunks.

The silence must be immense

To be able to receive such sounds and movements () joined by noise of the sea, present in the distance ()

Pre-historic harmony ()

Let this marvellous solitude work on you ()

A solitude which will never be deleted from your life.

In all that lies before you to experience and do,

It will continue as an anonymous influence ()

Perhaps like the way the blood of our ancestors moves unceasingly within us and mingles with our own

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Paris, on the second day of Christmas, 1908

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I have often thought about you and imagined how quiet you must be in your solitary fort up among the empty mountains over which those great south winds rush, as if they wanted to devour them in mighty chunks.

The silence must be immense

To be able to receive such sounds and movements () joined by noise of the sea, present in the distance ()

Pre-historic harmony ()

Let this marvellous solitude work on you ()

A solitude which will never be deleted from your life.

In all that lies before you to experience and do,

It will continue as an anonymous influence ()

Perhaps like the way the blood of our ancestors moves unceasingly within us and mingles with our own

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Paris, on the second day of Christmas, 1908

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p01

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I think of you often ()

Whether my letters can really be a help, well, I have my doubts.

Do not say: Yes, they are. Just let them sink in and without any particular sense of gratitude, and let’s wait and see what will come of it. ()

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Furuborg, Jonsered, Sweden, 4. November, 1904

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I think of you often ()

Whether my letters can really be a help, well, I have my doubts.

Do not say: Yes, they are. Just let them sink in and without any particular sense of gratitude, and let’s wait and see what will come of it. ()

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Furuborg, Jonsered, Sweden, 4. November, 1904

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I think of you often ()

Whether my letters can really be a help, well, I have my doubts.

Do not say: Yes, they are. Just let them sink in and without any particular sense of gratitude, and let’s wait and see what will come of it. ()

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Furuborg, Jonsered, Sweden, 4. November, 1904

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I think of you often ()

Whether my letters can really be a help, well, I have my doubts.

Do not say: Yes, they are. Just let them sink in and without any particular sense of gratitude, and let’s wait and see what will come of it. ()

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Furuborg, Jonsered, Sweden, 4. November, 1904

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I think of you often ()

Whether my letters can really be a help, well, I have my doubts.

Do not say: Yes, they are. Just let them sink in and without any particular sense of gratitude, and let’s wait and see what will come of it. ()

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Furuborg, Jonsered, Sweden, 4. November, 1904

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So,

Dear Mr. Kappus (the young poet, p01)

You shouldn’t be dismayed if a sadness rises up in front of you, greater than any you have seen before; or if a disquiet plays over your hands () like light and cloud-shadow. ()

Think that something is happening with you,

That life has not forgotten you,

That it holds you in its hand;

It will not let you fall.

Why should you want to exclude from your life all unsettling () when you don’t know what work it is these states are performing within you? Why do you want to persecute yourself with the question where it all comes from and where it is leading? You well know you are in a

Period of transition ()

If there is something ailing in the way you go about things, then remember that sickness is the means by whih an organism rids itself of something foreign to it. All one has to do is help it to be ill, to have its whole illness and let it break out, for that is how it mends itself. ()

There is so much () going on ()

You must be patient as an invalid and

Trusting as a convalescent,

For you are perhaps both.

And more than that:

You are also the doctor ()

But with all illnesses there are many days when the doctor can do nothing but wait,

Inasfar as you are your own doctor

This above all is

What you

Must

Do

Now.

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Borgeby, gard, Fladie, Sweden, 12. August, 1904

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So,

Dear Mr. Kappus (the young poet, p01)

You shouldn’t be dismayed if a sadness rises up in front of you, greater than any you have seen before; or if a disquiet plays over your hands () like light and cloud-shadow. ()

Think that something is happening with you,

That life has not forgotten you,

That it holds you in its hand;

It will not let you fall.

Why should you want to exclude from your life all unsettling () when you don’t know what work it is these states are performing within you? Why do you want to persecute yourself with the question where it all comes from and where it is leading? You well know you are in a

Period of transition ()

If there is something ailing in the way you go about things, then remember that sickness is the means by whih an organism rids itself of something foreign to it. All one has to do is help it to be ill, to have its whole illness and let it break out, for that is how it mends itself. ()

There is so much () going on ()

You must be patient as an invalid and

Trusting as a convalescent,

For you are perhaps both.

And more than that:

You are also the doctor ()

But with all illnesses there are many days when the doctor can do nothing but wait,

Inasfar as you are your own doctor

This above all is

What you

Must

Do

Now.

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Borgeby, gard, Fladie, Sweden, 12. August, 1904

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So,

Dear Mr. Kappus (the young poet, p01)

You shouldn’t be dismayed if a sadness rises up in front of you, greater than any you have seen before; or if a disquiet plays over your hands () like light and cloud-shadow. ()

Think that something is happening with you,

That life has not forgotten you,

That it holds you in its hand;

It will not let you fall.

Why should you want to exclude from your life all unsettling () when you don’t know what work it is these states are performing within you? Why do you want to persecute yourself with the question where it all comes from and where it is leading? You well know you are in a

Period of transition ()

If there is something ailing in the way you go about things, then remember that sickness is the means by whih an organism rids itself of something foreign to it. All one has to do is help it to be ill, to have its whole illness and let it break out, for that is how it mends itself. ()

There is so much () going on ()

You must be patient as an invalid and

Trusting as a convalescent,

For you are perhaps both.

And more than that:

You are also the doctor ()

But with all illnesses there are many days when the doctor can do nothing but wait,

Inasfar as you are your own doctor

This above all is

What you

Must

Do

Now.

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Borgeby, gard, Fladie, Sweden, 12. August, 1904

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The fear of the inexplicable

Has not just rendered the individual existence poorer;

Relations between people, too, have been

Restricted,

As it were lifted out of the

River-bed of of endless possibilities

And placed on a deserted bank where nothing happens. ()

It is not lethargy alone which cause human relationships to repeat themselves in the same old () monotony ()

It is the shying away from any kind of

New,

Unforeseeable

Experience,

Which we think we may not be equal to.

But only someone who is ready for anything nd rules nothing out, not even the most enigmatic things, will experience the relationship with another as a living thing and will him (her, p01) self llve his (her, p01) own existence to the full. ()

Imagining an individual’s existence as a larger or smaller room

Reveals to us that most people are only acquainted with one corner of their particular room,

A place by the window,

A little area

To pace

Up

And

Down.

That way they have a certain security.

And yet the perilous uncertainty that drives the prisoners in Poe’s tales out the outlines of their () dungeons ()

But we are not prisoners.

There are no traps or snares set up around us, and there is nothing that should frighten or torment us.

We are placed into life ()

We have no reason to be distrustful of our world, for it is not against us.

If it holds terrors, they are our terrors,

If it has abysses, these abysses belong to us ()

How can we forget those ancient myths found at the beginnings of all peoples?

The myths about the dragons who at the last moment turn princesses?

Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses, only waiting for the day when they will see us handsome (beautiful, p01) and brave?

Perhaps everything terrifying is deep down a helpless thing that needs our help.

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Borgeby, gard, Fladie, Sweden, 12. August, 1904

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The fear of the inexplicable

Has not just rendered the individual existence poorer;

Relations between people, too, have been

Restricted,

As it were lifted out of the

River-bed of of endless possibilities

And placed on a deserted bank where nothing happens. ()

It is not lethargy alone which cause human relationships to repeat themselves in the same old () monotony ()

It is the shying away from any kind of

New,

Unforeseeable

Experience,

Which we think we may not be equal to.

But only someone who is ready for anything nd rules nothing out, not even the most enigmatic things, will experience the relationship with another as a living thing and will him (her, p01) self llve his (her, p01) own existence to the full. ()

Imagining an individual’s existence as a larger or smaller room

Reveals to us that most people are only acquainted with one corner of their particular room,

A place by the window,

A little area

To pace

Up

And

Down.

That way they have a certain security.

And yet the perilous uncertainty that drives the prisoners in Poe’s tales out the outlines of their () dungeons ()

But we are not prisoners.

There are no traps or snares set up around us, and there is nothing that should frighten or torment us.

We are placed into life ()

We have no reason to be distrustful of our world, for it is not against us.

If it holds terrors, they are our terrors,

If it has abysses, these abysses belong to us ()

How can we forget those ancient myths found at the beginnings of all peoples?

The myths about the dragons who at the last moment turn princesses?

Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses, only waiting for the day when they will see us handsome (beautiful, p01) and brave?

Perhaps everything terrifying is deep down a helpless thing that needs our help.

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Borgeby, gard, Fladie, Sweden, 12. August, 1904

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4/6, p01

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The fear of the inexplicable

Has not just rendered the individual existence poorer;

Relations between people, too, have been

Restricted,

As it were lifted out of the

River-bed of of endless possibilities

And placed on a deserted bank where nothing happens. ()

It is not lethargy alone which cause human relationships to repeat themselves in the same old () monotony ()

It is the shying away from any kind of

New,

Unforeseeable

Experience,

Which we think we may not be equal to.

But only someone who is ready for anything nd rules nothing out, not even the most enigmatic things, will experience the relationship with another as a living thing and will him (her, p01) self llve his (her, p01) own existence to the full. ()

Imagining an individual’s existence as a larger or smaller room

Reveals to us that most people are only acquainted with one corner of their particular room,

A place by the window,

A little area

To pace

Up

And

Down.

That way they have a certain security.

And yet the perilous uncertainty that drives the prisoners in Poe’s tales out the outlines of their () dungeons ()

But we are not prisoners.

There are no traps or snares set up around us, and there is nothing that should frighten or torment us.

We are placed into life ()

We have no reason to be distrustful of our world, for it is not against us.

If it holds terrors, they are our terrors,

If it has abysses, these abysses belong to us ()

How can we forget those ancient myths found at the beginnings of all peoples?

The myths about the dragons who at the last moment turn princesses?

Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses, only waiting for the day when they will see us handsome (beautiful, p01) and brave?

Perhaps everything terrifying is deep down a helpless thing that needs our help.

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Borgeby, gard, Fladie, Sweden, 12. August, 1904

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4/6, p01

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We

Have already had to adjust our theories of planetary motion,

And so, too, we shall gradually learn to recognize

That what we call fate originates in ourselves, in humankind, and does not work on us from the outside. ()

Many people () in panic () swore to never have found anything of the sort in themselves before. ()

Someone transported from his room, () without warning and interval, onto the top of a high mountain would feel () virtually destroyed by an unparalleled sense of insecurity, by an exposure to something nameless. He would think he was falling or believe himself to be hurtling out into space or shattered into a thousand pieces ()

For one who becomes solitary, many such changes suddenly take place at once and, as with the man on the mountaintop, unusual imaginings and curious sensations occur which seem to be take on dimensions greater than can be tolerated.

But it is necessary for us to experience this too.

We must accept our existence in as wide a sense as can be; everything, even the unheard of, must be possible within it.

That,

When you come down to it,

Is the only kind of courage that is demanded of us:

The courage of the oddest,

The most unexpected,

The most inexplicable

Things that we may encounter. ()

Human beings have been cowardly in this regard ()

The experiences we describe as ‘apparitions’, the entire so-called ‘spirit world’, death

All those things so closely akin to us

Have by our daily rejection of them been

Forced so far from our lives that

The senses with which we might apprehend them

Have atrophied. ()

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Borgeby, gard, Fladie, Sweden, 12. August, 1904

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We

Have already had to adjust our theories of planetary motion,

And so, too, we shall gradually learn to recognize

That what we call fate originates in ourselves, in humankind, and does not work on us from the outside. ()

Many people () in panic () swore to never have found anything of the sort in themselves before. ()

Someone transported from his room, () without warning and interval, onto the top of a high mountain would feel () virtually destroyed by an unparalleled sense of insecurity, by an exposure to something nameless. He would think he was falling or believe himself to be hurtling out into space or shattered into a thousand pieces ()

For one who becomes solitary, many such changes suddenly take place at once and, as with the man on the mountaintop, unusual imaginings and curious sensations occur which seem to be take on dimensions greater than can be tolerated.

But it is necessary for us to experience this too.

We must accept our existence in as wide a sense as can be; everything, even the unheard of, must be possible within it.

That,

When you come down to it,

Is the only kind of courage that is demanded of us:

The courage of the oddest,

The most unexpected,

The most inexplicable

Things that we may encounter. ()

Human beings have been cowardly in this regard ()

The experiences we describe as ‘apparitions’, the entire so-called ‘spirit world’, death

All those things so closely akin to us

Have by our daily rejection of them been

Forced so far from our lives that

The senses with which we might apprehend them

Have atrophied. ()

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Borgeby, gard, Fladie, Sweden, 12. August, 1904

Excerpts

3/6, p01

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We

Have already had to adjust our theories of planetary motion,

And so, too, we shall gradually learn to recognize

That what we call fate originates in ourselves, in humankind, and does not work on us from the outside. ()

Many people () in panic () swore to never have found anything of the sort in themselves before. ()

Someone transported from his room, () without warning and interval, onto the top of a high mountain would feel () virtually destroyed by an unparalleled sense of insecurity, by an exposure to something nameless. He would think he was falling or believe himself to be hurtling out into space or shattered into a thousand pieces ()

For one who becomes solitary, many such changes suddenly take place at once and, as with the man on the mountaintop, unusual imaginings and curious sensations occur which seem to be take on dimensions greater than can be tolerated.

But it is necessary for us to experience this too.

We must accept our existence in as wide a sense as can be; everything, even the unheard of, must be possible within it.

That,

When you come down to it,

Is the only kind of courage that is demanded of us:

The courage of the oddest,

The most unexpected,

The most inexplicable

Things that we may encounter. ()

Human beings have been cowardly in this regard ()

The experiences we describe as ‘apparitions’, the entire so-called ‘spirit world’, death

All those things so closely akin to us

Have by our daily rejection of them been

Forced so far from our lives that

The senses with which we might apprehend them

Have atrophied. ()

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 –1926)

Borgeby, gard, Fladie, Sweden, 12. August, 1904

Excerpts

3/6, p01

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