Friday, December 18, 2015

Nouns Kill

"The moment you make it a noun, you kill it. The moment you make it a noun you stop its growth. Nouns don't grow, only verbs grow"


Reminds me of Taoism again, Witter Bynner did one of my favorite translations:

Existence is beyond the power of words
To define:
Terms may be used
But are none of them absolute.
In the beginning of heaven and earth there were no words,
Words came out of the womb of matter;
And whether a man dispassionately
Sees to the core of life
Or passionately
Sees the surface,
The core and the surface
Are essentially the same,
Words making them seem different
Only to express appearance.
If name be needed, wonder names them both:
From wonder into wonder
Existence opens.


ONE-DER names them both...


A friend told me today, he seeks to try to think in patterns unused, untaught to him by media. To stop seeing relationships through the eyes of Mickey's minions. To feel the little things, the sand beneath your toes, speak to yourself in song and poetry. How much of your internal dialogue is plagiarized? Not that you cannot repeat words that inspire, but are they words of truth, by an author of virtue and re-noun?

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