Archive for May, 2020

Room 212

May 31, 2020

The rich may build temples and shrines;
What shall I,
a woman owning not even
this room, do?
My legs will be pillars: I walk;
the womb 
a shrine – over the head a dome.
Listen now,
lords all of the meeting rivers;
all things standing will fall one day
but the moving ever shall stay.

Room 211

May 29, 2020

As above, so below? Non solo…
As it is here, so is it elsewhere:
pay constant attention to the seed.
Keep your back straight until you feel no body;
cross the courtyard where your people can’t see you.
Verum sine mendacio, certum,
et verissimum.]

Room 210

May 28, 2020

Your own measure is a good measure; attention, the seed.
Spill the fourth state in the others like oil into water:
the very existence of the body becomes a wow;
the universe is now an aggregate of its powers.
When you are separate no more, creation can take place.

Room 209

May 28, 2020

Here’s a door. It carries you sevenfold hundred rooms further, or so it seems.

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