The Burning Bush Project: Recent Episodes

Steve

An audio commonplace for small but significant passages from books, or poems. For me, anyway.

Also snippets of conversation that have touched me deeply.

That kind of thing.

I wanna keep the life-changing words to hear and rehear, don’t you?

Thank you for stopping by and listening to these seashells, these burning bushes, uttering their utterings until there be no more desire/breath to utter.

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A passage from Eric Davises “high weirdness“

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What is this life if full of care?

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Birthday get-togethering. Max as soulmate.

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Eyes. Who needs them.

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From: Journey of the Mind: How Thinking Emerged from Chaos

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They are always seeking to innovate at an imaginal level which of course brings great innovation but also a great deal of suffering.

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From: in my own way

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From In My Own Way

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Alan Watts

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From her book The Bird Way

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WhatsAppery with Charlie.

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I spoke for 12 minutes in this 60 minute conversation. Other than questions and phatic communication, this was my input

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From Immortality

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  1. Psychology and Religion The Terry Lectures. New Haven: Yale University Press. (contained in Psychology and Religion: West and East Collected Works Vol. 11 ISBN 0-691-09772-0).
  2. The Integration of the Personality, with S. M. Dell. London: Routledge and Kegan Paul.
  3. Psychology and Alchemy (2nd ed. 1968 Collected Works Vol. 12 ISBN 0-691-01831-6). London: Routledge.
  4. Essays on Contemporary Events. London: Kegan Paul.
  5. On the Nature of the Psyche (revised in 1954). London: Ark Paperbacks. (1988 ed. contained in Collected Works Vol. 8).
  6. "Foreword." Pp. xxi-xxxix (19 pages) In The I Ching or Book of Changes, Wilhelm/Baynes translation, Bollingen Edition 19. Princeton University Press.(contained in CW 11).
  7. Aion: Researches into the Phenomenology of the Self, Collected Works Vol. 9 Part 2. Princeton, N.J.: Bollingen. ISBN 0-691-01826-X
  8. Synchronicity: An Acausal Connecting Principle (1st ed.). Princeton, NJ: Princeton University Press, ISBN 0-691-01794-8 (contained in CW 8)
  9. Symbols of Transformation, Collected Works Vol. 5. (A revision of Psychology of the Unconscious, 1912.) ISBN 0-691-01815-4.
  10. Answer to Job. 1958 Princeton, N.J.: Princeton University Press (contained in Collected Works Vol. 11)
  11. Mysterium Coniunctionis: An Inquiry into the Separation and Synthesis of Psychic Opposites in Alchemy (1st ed.). London: Routledge. This was Jung's last book length work, completed when he was eighty.
  12. "The Undiscovered Self (Present and Future)". 50-page essay, also contained in CW 10. New York: American Library, 1959. New York: Bollingen, 1990: ISBN 0-691-01894-4.

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From: https://youtu.be/8RaeaNNt3lo

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Even if he was an anti-Semite. I do t think he’d have a problem with this Jew.

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Try and have some fun with it.

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…and the stronger the ambiguity, the more powerful the excitement.

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From The Bottom Line: https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/m0014gnx

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From Varieties

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Cf. https://drive.google.com/file/d/1ZeM0s0EYxKvNfXg7JXeN5WaBgm1M8Jr2/view?usp=drivesdk

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Might as well face it, you’re addicted to…

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Many exquisite strangulations.

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From immortality

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Don’t decide.

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I don’t think this would register well at a woke level, but it is such an incredible passage.

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That’s what I want to be.

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Immortality

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From R4’s The Moral Maze

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A reworking of Psalm 130, to learn by ♥️

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My life is one single day. And that’s how the past for me is present and future. All in a single dizziness. And the sweetness is such that it causes an unbearable itch in the soul. Living is magical and wholly inexplicable. I understand death better. Being everyday is an addiction. What am I? I’m a thought. Do I have the breath within me? do I? but who does? who speaks for me? do I have a body and a spirit? am I an I? “That’s exactly right, you are an I,” the world answers me terribly. And I am horrified. God must never be thought because either He flees or I do. God must be ignored and felt. Then He acts. I wonder: why does God demand our love? possible answer: so that we might love ourselves and in loving ourselves, forgive ourselves. And how we need forgiveness. Because life itself already comes muddled with error. (A Breath of Life)

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The stinger of the bee in the flowering day that is today. Thank God, I have enough to eat. Our daily bread. (A Breath of Life)

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From Kate Folk short story Out There: https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2020/03/23/out-there

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Happy Valentines! Kate Folk - Out There https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2020/03/23/out-there

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No 🤪

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From Immortality

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Or rather: the fallacy of this statement…

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They are now not prey but predators, and they too shout, “You are mine, mine, mine!” (From Savage Theories)

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Only one thing could wrench her out of it: concrete love towards a concrete person. (from Immortality)

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From: https://open.spotify.com/show/3oB5noYIwEB2dMAREj2F7S

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So many things happen without anyone realizing or remembering.

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Our consciousness is a momentary flicker in the midst of night…

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Water wanted to live…

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Seeing something as it is depends on also seeing through it, to something beyond, the context, the roundness or depth, in which exist.

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A Toffee Shock gets bigger and bigger and bigger as you suck it, instead of smaller and smaller – and when it is so big that there is hardly room for it in your mouth it suddenly explodes – and goes to nothing.

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Even nicer than the Land of Take-What-You-Want.

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Pootling around with one’s philosophical poodle. Doesn’t sound like a bad way to live one’s life.

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Who owns the whole rainy, stony earth?

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Words alone won’t do it.

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Love one’s neighbour is not possible without love of oneself. HERMANN HESSE

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Three views of consciousness. TIM PARKS, OUT OF OUR MINDS

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Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain…

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You will still be left off the list. You will still be rain, blurry as a mouse.

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And what is more generous than a window?

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Indeed, it was there as well that he discovered his own soul.

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And problems offering their own ignored solutions jostle for my attention.

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A once magical compulsion becomes the intimacy of prayer. The bundle of utilisable forces bearing a personal name becomes a You, and so a de-magic-isation of existence takes place.

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An image enters in…

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Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep the house empty of its furniture?

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Oh, for the wonder that bubbles into my soul.

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Certain experiences seem to not want to go into language…

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What do we land-locked souls know about the ocean?

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The old haunts: desire, displeasure, despair and delusion

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🪙🪙🪙

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You and I are suddenly what the trees try to tell us we are.

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And yet, and yet.

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How does one know what is and is not Khmer? Have most Khmer people always known, deep down, that they’re Khmer? Are there feelings Khmer people experience that others don’t?

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Here was a path leading a human animal to think himself a potential creator.

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Which bore me.

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What am I missing? I ask, patting my chest pocket.

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Our common frontier on the unknown.

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We are all exceptional cases.

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As a camel moves when it’s finally been untied from its post and gets to just amble about freely.

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Yes, we shall all be capable of it one day, and that will be salvation.

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Sweet is it, sweet is it to sleep in the coolness of snug unawareness.

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Ah yes, those cavalrymen must be feeling a loneliness as great as mine.

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Now the ears of my ears awake.

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“I stayed up there for years and became as wise as a Chinese hermit. Then I decided it was not a natural human way of living, to be so isolated, so I came back down.”

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This is the temple of my adult aloneness…

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In which being there together is enough.

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Acceptance, Warmth, Interest: 30%

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I am looking across an evolutionary chasm of about 600 million years.

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Who might not, in the circumstances, have a go at therapy?

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Even if there’s only the hollow wind…

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And if that is also your opinion, we are at one.

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That was someone else’s Heaven, but it was not his.

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I imagine behind this vestibule, in the sacred shadow, one may say, of the araucaria, a home full of shining mahogany, and a life full of sound respectability…

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See what monkeys we are.

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Every age, every culture, every custom and tradition has its own character, its own weakness and its own strength, its beauties and ugliness; accepts certain sufferings as matters of course, puts up patiently with certain evils.o

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You brought me: do not leave me behind.

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It starts with a whisper