Holy Sonnets: Batter My heart, Three-person’d God By John Donne (1572–1631) Batter my heart, three-person’d God, for you As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new. I, like an usurp’d town to…
The Penumbra asked the Shadow, saying, ‘Formerly you were walking on, and now you have stopped; formerly you were sitting, and now you have risen up: how is it that you are so without stability?’ The Shadow replied, ‘I wait for the movements of something else to do what I do, and that something…
Life is lived in the shadow of language. Language conceals and reveals. Your opinion serves to define my opinion. Would there be any point to my opinion without you, without your opinion? Still there’s the nagging sense that something is missing. What if anything makes your view or my view true? Shall we seek…
66 All streams flow to the seabecause it is lower than they are.Humility gives it its power. If you want to govern the people,you must place yourself below them.If you want to lead the people,you must learn how to follow them. The Master is above the people,and no one feels oppressed.She goes ahead of…
57 If you want to be a great leader, you must learn to follow the Tao. Stop trying to control. Let go of fixed plans and concepts, and the world will govern itself. The more prohibitions you have, the less virtuous people will be. The more weapons you have, the less secure people will…
46 When a country is in harmony with the Tao, the factories make trucks and tractors. When a country goes counter to the Tao, warheads are stockpiled outside the cities. There is no greater illusion than fear, no greater wrong than preparing to defend yourself, no greater misfortune than having an enemy. Whoever can…
26 The heavy is the root of the light. The unmoved is the source of all movement. Thus the Master travels all day without leaving home. However splendid the views, she stays serenely in herself. Why should the lord of the country flit about like a fool? If you let yourself be blown to…
My love affair with drag racing reaches back in time to my sixteen year old self. A visit to Great Lakes Drag-a-way in Union Grove Wisconsin comes with sensation of connection. Just inside the gate in the distance is the shutdown area for the quarter mile race track. Before my vehicle is parked I…
I resolved to turn away from writing about Trump. There is no question his machinations are fascinating and dangerous. Others do a better job of dissecting politics than I. They are professional story tellers and politics is their forte. I’d prefer to reflect upon the journey that I have taken, playing the hand that…
If,in Chaos Theory, for sensitivity to initial conditions, we substitutesensitivity to final conditions,we are in the form of predestination,which is the form of fate. Poetic language also lives with predestination,with the imminence of its own endingand of reversibility between the ending and the beginning.it is predestined in this sense -it is an unconditional event,without…
