LOVE's Mystery...

Author: Kip Baldwin
LOVE's mystery transcends the thought, the tongue and the quill; for LOVE's mystery is beyond the matter of words; for that matter LOVE's mystery is beyond the matter of matter or even spirit; ours is to, "Let the mystery BE..."

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“For surely as each November has its April, mysteries only are significant; and one mystery-of-mysteries creates them all:

nothing false and possible is love
(who's imagined, therefore limitless)
love's to giving as to keeping's give;
as yes is to if, love is to yes”

~ E.E. Cummings, I : Six Nonlectures
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For the LOVE of Oblivion...

Author: Kip Baldwin
If I should fall to sleep, never to wake, never to be again, oblivion I would embrace; for of death and not being I have no fear, as a fate far worse is to come to mortal senses dawn after dawn after dawn, to this pointless, meaningless, loveless living Hell, manifested by my fellow man -- a punchline to a cosmic joke, an experiment failed, cannon fodder or sustenance for beings more highly evolved, that is a continued destiny unendurable, as I was born witness to and embrace LOVE, Infinity, the great endless, undefinable, unknowable beyond...

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"But what is all this fear of and opposition to Oblivion? What is the matter with the soft Darkness, the Dreamless Sleep?" ~ James Thurber

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That Which Never Was...

Author: Kip Baldwin
That which never was, weeps no more
To tired to go on
Dissolves back into divine source
Infinity dreaming, re-membered in LOVE
Better to be no thing
No more pain
No more suffering
No more grief
No more sorrow
No more strife
A leaf fallen from Tree of Life
To dust turned, blown by winds eternal
Gone, for it never was
That which can't be forgotten...
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“Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.” ~ Rumi
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