From Isherwood's A Single Man
Waking up begins with saying am and now. That which has awoken then lies for a while staring up at the ceiling and down into itself until it has recognized I, and therefrom deduced I am, I am now. Here comes next, and is at least negatively reassuring; because here, this morning, is where it has expected to find itself: what’s called at home.
love to death
until there’s
nothing left
but a
wristbone.
then you can
start on
another
body.
From "Waking Life" - Say yes to eternity
Now Lady Gregory was Yeats’ patron, this Irish person, and though I’d never seen her image, I was just sure that this was the face of Lady Gregory.
So I’m walking along, and Lady Gregory turns to me and says, “Let me explain to you the nature of the universe. Philip K. Dick is right about time, but he’s wrong that it’s 50 A.D. Actually, there’s only one instant, and it’s right now, and it’s eternity. And it’s an instant in which God is posing a question, and that question is basically, ‘Do you want to be one with eternity? Do you want to be in heaven?’ And we’re all saying, ‘No thank you. Not just yet.’ And so time actually is just this constant saying No to God’s invitation. That’s what time is, and it’s no more 50 A.D. than it’s 2001. There’s just this one instant, and that’s what we’re always in.”
Then she tells me that actually, this is the narrative of everyone’s life. That behind the phenomenal differences, there is but one story, and that’s the story of moving from No to Yes. All of life is like, “No thank you, no thank you, no thank you,” then ultimately it’s, “Yes, I give in, yes, I accept, yes, I embrace.” That’s the journey. Everyone gets to Yes in the end, right?
Part of Eve's Discussion - Marie Howe
It was like the moment when a bird decides not to eat from your hand,
and flies, just before it flies, the moment the rivers seem to still
and stop because a storm is coming, but there is no storm, as when
a hundred starlings lift and bank together before they wheel and drop,
very much like the moment, driving on bad ice, when it occurs to you
your car could spin, just before it slowly begins to spin, like
the moment just before you forgot what it was you were about to say,
it was like that, and after that, it was still like that, only
all the time.
