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The more we split and pulverise matter artificially, the more insistently it proclaims its fundamental unity.
The physical laws are but the bars of a cage.
No more semblance or disemblance, no more God or Man, only an immanent logic of the principle of operativity.
The body with its perfect mechanism loses power, magnetism, beauty, and brightness, when the soul departs from the body. This shows that the power, magnetism, beauty, and brightness belong to the soul.
What is that which cannot be contained by volume,for it has neither height, nor breadth, nor length, nor width? It constantly weighs on us, but its weight cannot be determined. It is a liquid, but it's viscosity is ever changing. Although we measure it, it cannot be measured.
Thought dissolves the material universe by carrying the mind up into a sphere where all is plastic.
You must be shapeless, formless, like water. When you pour water in a cup, it becomes the cup. When you pour water in a bottle, it becomes the bottle. When you pour water in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Water can drip and it can crash. Become like water my friend.
Strength is an empty shell.
I can discover nothing in any mere animal but an ingenious machine, to which nature has given senses to wind itself up, and guard, to a certain degree, against everything that might destroy or disorder it.
Material existence is entirely founded on a phantom realm of mind, whose nature and geography are unexplored.
Perhaps you have seen me. I know well, my purpose was merely that of a symbol, 'equals', 'times' ... ; but what is said, for all that, was identity-less: a kind of live geometry.
As three unwavering bands of light, we were simple and separate and beautiful. As
machines, we were flabby bags of ancient plumbing and wiring, of rusty hinges and
feeble springs.
Instincts under pressure crush the carbon of conformity and create diamonds.
Space seems broken and diverse because of the many forms in it. Remove the forms and pure space remains. So, too with the Omnipresent Self.
For ours is a most fictile world; and man is the most fingent plastic of creatures. A world not fixable; not fathomable! An unfathomable Somewhat, which is Not me; which we can work with, and live amidst
and model, miraculously in our miraculous Being, and name World.
I'm the very glass of fashion and the mold of form. Aren't I, Mewster?" "You look like a walking hairball," said the kitten.
That which offers no resistance, overcomes the hardest substances.
If measure and symmetry are absent from any composition in any degree, ruin awaits both the ingredients and the composition ... Measure and symmetry are beauty and virtue the world over.
Insensibility, of all kinds, and on all occasions, most moves my imperial displeasure.
Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space.
Nature allows
Destruction nor collapse of aught, until
Some outward force may shatter by a blow,
Or inward craft, entering its hollow cells,
Dissolve it down.
The boundaries of bodies are the least of all things.
Just as without silence there could be no sound, you would not exist without the vital formless dimension that is the essence of who you are.
You are purer than the pure. Never manifold, you are individual Consciousness.
Unborn, unchanging, all-pervasive You are a mountain of joy.
Physical laws are ruled by logic, and are ungovernable: so when the die comes to rest on its edge, it owes neither apology nor account.
Computers rely on the one and the zero to represent all things. This distinction between something and nothing - this pivotal separation between being and nonbeing - is quite fundamental and underlies many Creation myths.
Every you, every me. Fractals. Fractures.
There is not one self. There are not ten selves. There is no self. ME is only a position in equilibrium. (One among a thousand others, continually possible and always at the ready.) An average of "me's," a movement in the crowd. In the name of many, I sign this book.
Structures are never monolithic.
Man is a machine and in the whole universe there is but a single substance, matter, variously modified.
This thing, what is it in itself, in its own constitution? What is its substance and material?
Physical things are eloquent tokens of ideas,enriched by new meanings through time even when the tokens are no more than evanescent paper representations.
The intangible represents the real power of the universe. It is the seed of the tangible.
Strength without agility is a mere mass.
For you are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg; the clay in which the forces that shape all things leave their fingerprints most clearly.
The element running through entire nature, which we popularly call Fate, is known to us as limitation. Whatever limits us, we callFate.
The architecture - the mind - is knitting together. It's sentience. Vague sentience. All these years of formulating machines that know something, while the secret is to create machines that don't know something.
And the rigidity of the material with which we have to compose, is a more formidable opponent than Lasker or Capablanca. Because these lifeless opponents do not have any moments of human weakness!
All things are made of atoms - little particles that move around in perpetual motion, attracting each other when they are a little distance apart, but repelling upon being squeezed into one another. In
It is the nature of the mind that makes individuals kin, and the differences in the shape, form or manner of the material atoms out of whose intricate relationships that mind is built are altogether trivial.
All nature, then, as self-sustained, consists
Of twain of things: of bodies and of void
In which they're set, and where they're moved around.
Light is formless, but pierces the eyes.
Wisdom is formless, but pierces the mind.
Faith is formless, but pierces the heart.
Love is formless, but pierces the soul.
It is said that there is nothing firm, nothing balanced, nothing durable in all
the universe
that nothing remains in its original state, that each day, each
hour, each moment, there is change.
Physical concepts are free creations of the human mind,and are not however it may seem, uniquely determined by the external world
If we take seriously the idea that all objects recede interminably into themselves, then human perception becomes just one among many ways that objects might relate. To put things at the center of a new metaphysics also requires us to admit that they do not exist just for us. The Computer
There are no inanimate objects ...
It is difficult not to wonder whether that combination of elements which produces a machine for labor does not create also a soul of sorts, a dull resentful metallic will, which can rebel at times.
Matter is spirit reduced to point of visibility.
But without the judgment of my left brain saying that I am a solid, my perception of myself returned to this natural state of fluidity. Clearly, we are each trillions upon trillions of particles in soft vibration. We exist as fluid-filled sacs in a fluid world
Functional coherence makes accidental invention fantastically improbable and therefore physically impossible. The
We are not compelled in naturalism, or even in materialism, to ignore immaterial things; the point is that any immaterial things which are recognized shall be regarded as names, aspects, functions, or concomitant products of those physical things among which action goes on.
Every thing is of the nature of no thing.
Everything that exists is born for no reason, carries on living through weakness, and dies by accident
Matter's basic elements are solid,
Completely so, and that they fly through time
Invincible, indestructible for ever.
We smelted our ideals under great heat and pressure until the soft parts burned away, and what emerged was a tempered frame rigid enough to endure the cruel world we'd created.
Only lifeless mechanisms move along faultlessly straight lines and compass circles. In art the surest way to destroy is to canonize one given form and one philosophy: that which is canonized quickly dies of obesity, of entropy.
The rottenness of the matter which is the foundation of everything!
There is nothing waste, nothing sterile, nothing dead in the universe; no chaos, no confusions, save in appearance.
The physical reinvention of the world is endless, relentless, fascinating, exhaustive; nothing that seems solid is. If you could stand at just a little distance in time, how fluid and shape-shifting physical reality would be, everything hurrying into some other form, even concrete, even stone.
Our element is unending immaturity.
Whatever form it has, it [matter] will be disposed to receive another form; it never leaves off moving and casting off the form which it has in order to receive another ... It is therefore clear that all corruption, destruction, or defect comes from matter.
Do you know what astonished me the most in this world? The inability of force to create anything.
What has no substance can penetrate what has no opening.
A tangible object passes complete into my brain with the warmth of life upon it, and occupies the same place that it does in space; for, without egotism, the mind is as large as the universe.
I'm like a grenade made of ceramic -solid and dense and cold- but still fragile.
There is no such thing as inanimate matter ... there is God or divinity in all matter and it is all living energy.
You live on the surface," Lia told me years later. "You sometimes seem profound, but it's only because you piece a lot of surfaces together to create the impression of depth, solidity. That solidity would collapse if you try to stand it up.
If we accept, as we must, the theory of the indestructibility of matter, no less must we accept the indestructibility of the spirit with which matter is informed.
The most impregnable wall invisibly divides you from yourself.
It is certain that I am really distinct from my body, and can exist without it.
The symmetries of immanence are cruel.
Rigid geometry forced in varied curves is "mother," / is "nature," is systematic violation." Muy Bueno. / This device is for you, the mutilated of no art.
Philosophically considered, the universe is composed of Nature and the Soul. Strictly speaking, therefore, all that is separate from us, all which Philosophy distinguishes as the 'Not Me,' that is, both nature and art, all other men and my own body, must be ranked under this name, 'Nature.'
At this point we must remind ourselves that the idea that the world is made up of weightless atoms surprises us because we have experienced the weight of things. Similarly, we could not admire the lightness of language if we had not also learned to admire language endowed with weight.
No inanimate object is ever fully determined by the laws of physics and chemistry.
The goodness of a thing created is the perfection of its fitness for the use which it serves. Now that use is either particular or universal.
The universal nature out of the universal substance, as if it were wax, now molds a horse, and when it has broken this up, it uses the material for a tree, then for a man, then for something else ...
What's inside you no one can touch.
Nothing can be separated from everything else.
Resistance is implacable, intractable, indefatigable.
I'm stone, nothing touches me-nothing.
A weak invention of the Enemy.
What is strong and rigid is snapped and laid low. What is flexible and soft will always prevail.
Before abstraction everything is one, but one like chaos; after abstraction everything is united again, but this union is a free binding of autonomous, self-determined beings. Out of a mob a society has developed, chaos has been transformed into a manifold world.
Wherever there is light, there is shadow; wherever there is length, there is shortness; wherever there is white, there is black. Just like these, as the self-nature of things can not exist alone, they are called non-substantial.
The operation of consciousness has created the 'apparition' called 'me'.
Hardness shatters; strength endures.
It is a world of words to the end of it, / In which nothing solid is its solid self.
We declare that the world is not a mosaic, where a plurality of worlds which are essentially strangers to one another are fitted together, but that it is an organism - all of whose parts are governed by the same principle, revealing it and allowing reduction to it.
The mark of a living thing is to be involved in opposites (impossibilities): the living cell that has to be continually adapting itself to stay alive, with its identity.
The rigid cause themselves to be broken; the pliable cause themselves to be bound.
Nothing, my dear and clever colleague, is not your run-of-the-mill nothing, the result of idleness and inactivity, but dynamic, aggressive Nothingness, that is to say, perfect, unique, ubiquitous, in other words Nonexistence, ultimate and supreme.
That which is impenetrable to us really exists. Behind the secrets of nature remains something subtle, intangible, and inexplicable. Veneration for this force beyond anything that we can comprehend is my religion.'
All beauty, resonance, integrity,
Exist by deprivation or logic
Of strange position.
Everybody's got the mindset that everything should be measurable.
...that kernel of gaiety that never breaks.
Matter is a term contrary to soul. But nonsoul is its contradictory. Whatever is not soul is nonsoul.
Matter is but the artificial division of energy.
It is the last lesson of modern science, that the highest simplicity of structure is produced, not by few elements, but by the highest complexity.
Of power does Man possess no particle:
Of knowledge-just so much as show that still
It ends in ignorance on every side ...