It is not the forces of darkness but of shallowness that everywhere threaten the true, and the good, and the beautiful, and that ironically announce themselves as deep and profound. 

We might have lost the Light and the Height; but more frightening, we have lost the Mystery and the Deep, the Emptiness and the Abyss, and lost it in a world dedicated to surfaces and shadows, exteriors and shells, whose prophets lovingly exhort us to dive into the shallow end of the pool head first.

It is an exuberant and fearless shallowness that everywhere is the modern threat, and that everywhere nonetheless calls to us as savior.


No one, anywhere, is really saying anything
Most of the time just a lot of noise
Who are you without all that noise?
There is nothing more beautiful than finding yourself without history
How are you going to do it, how would you have to behave
What obstacle is there , or is it simply impossible ..?
Get away and I'll kiss the feet of what remains.

Advaita

 
 
Nadie, en ningún lugar, está diciendo nada realmente,
La mayoría de las veces únicamente mucho ruido,
¿Quién eres tu sin todo ese ruido?
No hay nada más hermoso que encontrarte a ti sin historia,
Cómo lo vas a hacer,cómo tendrías que comportarte,
Que obstáculo hay..o simplemente es imposible..?
Apártate y besaré los pies de lo que queda.