Up and Down

For every idyllic pony ride through Elysian fields
there must be a correlative sublime monster laying in wait.
It’s just natural.


“The way up and the way down are one and the same.”—Heraclitus

The secret of “the Secret”

“It would not be best for man to get what he wants”—Heraclitus

In a culture completely and radically unfit to decide what it wants one of the worst things imaginable would be for it to get what it wants. It wants riches at the expense of Soul. It wants riches at the expense of Spirit. It wants riches at the expense of Earth. It wants riches at the expense of Life.

It doesn’t want truth, it wants aggrandizement.
It doesn’t want justice, it wants vengeance.
It doesn’t want love, it wants obedience.
It doesn’t want fidelity, it wants loyalty.
It doesn’t want change, it wants reform.
It doesn’t want growth, it wants progress.
It doesn’t want new, it wants novel.
It doesn’t want substance, it wants flavor.
It doesn’t want perfection, it wants happiness.
It doesn’t want best, it wants most.
It doesn’t want life, it wants not to die.
It doesn’t want mystery, it wants secrets.