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The symbol of all art is the Prism. The goal is unrealism. The method is destructive. To break up the white light of objective realism, into the secret glories which it contains.

E. E. Cummings

Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
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Born Deep People Philosophy Thinking
May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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Heart Live Myself Open Secret
May my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living.
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Heart Live Myself Open Secret
The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
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Artist Himself Learning Order
Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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Born Light Moon Myself Spirit Stars Sun
You shall above all things be glad and young For if you’re young, whatever life you wear it will become you; and if you are glad whatever’s living will yourself become.
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Deep Happiness Life Live Nature Transformation Wisdom Young
A poet is someone who is abnormally fond of that precision which creates movement. Which is to say the highest form of concentration possible: fascination; to report on the electrifying experience of being.
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Creation Existence Experience Movement Poet Possible
Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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Born Light Moon Myself Spirit Stars Sun
I do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses.
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Deep Eyes Myself Rose Understand Voice
I’d rather have two good friends, than 500,000 admirers.
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Choice Friendship Goodness Myself Worth
Because you aren’t afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)
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Afraid Dare Kiss Sky
Listen; there’s a hell of a good universe next door: let’s go.
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Goodness Let Go Listening Universe
And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.
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Love Myself Mystery Yourself
Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon perching on this silver minute of evening.
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Appearance Minute Moon
You and I are more than you and I because it’s we.
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Deep Love Myself Relationship Yourself
Somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence; in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near.
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Beyond Experience Eyes Happiness Myself Silence Touch Travel

The symbol of all art is the Prism. The goal is unrealism. The method is destructive. To break up the white light of objective realism, into the secret glories which it contains.

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The symbol of all art is the Prism. The goal is unrealism. The method is destructive. To break up the white light of objective realism, into the secret glories which it contains.

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