Face, Hair, the Forest

Let the dead be dead

Little bird

[[I thought because I was okay, you were also. Even with the last
I love you]]

Let the dead be dead

When the dead become dead, they move through us; we become them 

In the beginning

Think about evolutionary humanity:

First we worshiped Nature in our need to survive. Then we worshiped One God in our need to survive forever. [[This was 10,000 years ago—our first knowing of Nature: the secret of seed. In the garden, we saw our Nature in one another

(In the name there are no unknowns)----]]

We couldn't stay

What happened was

God had made a cup with two hands. As we began to rise, we came closer to his hair and face. This was also a separation, in our lifting up from the basin that he made for us. So in this distance do we enter 

the nearness of being.  

This is how John Berger describes the Woodcutter’s drawing near to the clearing and its light.

Because the tree is closer than it ought to be. The clearing is pulling and holding still. It comes towards us and it backs away. This entrance into Life.

The Woodcutter in the Forest by Seker Ahmet Pasa (1841-1907)

So being (becoming) began with The Word.

It began with the face and hair, the hair which emits a warmth unlike any other.

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There is a self portrait by Leonardo da Vinci in which the artist’s gaze is said to transmit a kind of inner strength to the person looking. The portrait is made from red chalk. It is rumored to be so powerful that, during WWII, the portrait had to be carefully guarded. It had to be kept out of Adolf Hitler's hands.

 

All matter is light.

Time is light.

(We know this. We knew it all along.)

Everything that can happen will happen. It will happen forever and at every moment; it is happening now.

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Let the dead be dead

Of course, to become God—

2000 years. The tomb was empty.

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To honor the mortality of every self. And so the immortality we give to (for) one another.

To think, there is only One Life.

When we covered ourselves in The Garden, we tried to cover Death.

We need not cover death,

God’s hair

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