henry miller, black spring

By May 12, 2015 Uncategorized

“The dreamers dream from the neck up,their bodies securely strapped to the electric chair. To imagine a new world is to live it daily, each thought, each glance, each step, each gesture killing and recreating, death always a step in advance. To spit on the past is not enough. To proclaim the future is not enough. One must act as if the past were dead and the future unrealizeable. One must act as if the next step were the last, which it is. Each step forward is the last, and with it a world dies, one’s self included. We are hereof the earth never to end, the past never ceasing, the future never beginning, the present never ending. The never-never world which we hold in our hands and see and yet is not our-selves. We are that which is never concluded, never shaped to be recognized, all there is and yet not the whole, the parts so much greather then the whole that only God the mathematician can figure it out.”

~Henry Miller, Black Spring

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