PARRHESIA
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XineAnn
Revolution. On your own day you are believed.
Supreme success. Nothing that would not further.
We are come to the center of relationship:
We transcend our mythology. We create our rituals.
We bear the future.
I love to tell the story because I know it's true.
What shall we do
tomorrow? What shall we ever do?
Come to a world without need and desire
here at the center of wind and white fire.
I. Introit
Hear the wind in the organ pipes, the whisper of fire.
and there is no one like me, declaring the end from the beginning and from ancient times things not yet done, saying "My purpose shall stand and I will fulfill my intention", calling a bird of prey from the east, the man for my purpose from a far country. I have spoken, and I will bring it to pass; I have planned, and I will do it.
See, we cast out the heretics and the imposters.
We expose the lies.
Before, my words were savage, ruthless as truth and nature.
Now, they are gentle, but the words are the same.
Because quantum theory represents a quantum entity by a wave and
attributes as waveforms, it's easy to see how the observer may be accused
of "creating reality" whenever he chooses which attribute he will
observe.
Now, I will whisper. I will tell you secrets.
I will tell you my name.
All that we are is the result of what we have thought.
It is founded upon our thoughts. It is made up of our thoughts.
You say "That's the way I am";
Prophecy of choice, it's true. We are the way we are:
I am who I am. I am also you.
Here is the choice that is no choice.
In folk aesthetics, the maker of images is a sorcerer or magician, while the poet is the inspired, the possessed, the productively mad.
I hear her strange language laugh at all their madness
In magic and music . . .
Et Verbum caro factum est.
And this too shall pass. Change is the only constant.
This maintains tension, every adjustment of which manifests itself as a change, a process in life. If this state of tension, this potential were to cease, there would no longer be a criterion for life -- life could no longer express itself.
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