Mythology -- and therefore civilization -- is a poetic, supernormal imave, conceived, like all poetry, in depth, but susceptible of interpretation on various levels. The shallowest minds see in it the local scenery; the deepest, the foreground of the void; and between are all of the stages of the Way from ethnic to elementary idea, the local to the ( Read more... )

There is a wonderful story of the deity, of the Self that said "I am." As soon as it said "I am," it was afraid. It was an entity now, in time. Than it though, "What should I be afraid of? I'm the only thing that is." As soon as it said that, it felt lonesome, and wished that there were another, and it felt desire. It swelled, split in two, became ( Read more... )