SYLLOGISM ORGASM

[kahljorn]

For me -- how should there be any outside-myself? There is no outside. But all sounds make us forget this; how lovely it is that we forget. Have not names and sounds been given to things that man might find things refreshing? Speaking is a beautiful folly: with that man dances over all things. How lovely is all talking, and all the deception of sounds. With sounds our love dances on many-hued rainbows.
The animals said, "to those who think as we do, all things themselves are dancing: they come and offer their hands and laugh and flee -- and come back. Everything goes, everything comes back. Everything goes, everything comes back; eternall rolls the wheel of being. Everything dies, everything blossoms again; eternally runs the years of being. Everything breaks, everything is joined anew; eternally the same house of being is built. Everything parts, everything greets every other thing again; eternally the ring of being remains faithful to itself. In every NOW, being begins; round every HERE rolls the sphere THERE. The center is everywhere. Bent is the path of eternity.

"O YOU BUFFOONS AND BARREL ORGANS!"