Yet continuously occupies the same bed or pathway, and accommodates life’s endings with the same musical grace with which it accommodates
ABERJHANIThe thorn is a bridge spanning the muddy depths of agony and sorrow so that one may on the other side dance to the drums of the rose of joy.
More Aberjhani Quotes
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Christmas When Music Almost Killed the World
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When a reader enters the pages of a book of poetry, he or she enters a world where dreams transform the past into knowledge
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The books are also a part of what I call the great continuum of spiritual literary dialogue that I feel has been in progress since human beings
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War poisons the land Like diseased minds downloaded/ into bowls of tears.
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At some point, a flash of sustained clarity reveals the difference between what someone would have you believe is true,
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Overall, my books represent a kind of shared communion and meditation with my fellow human beings…
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I place my fingers upon these keys typing 2,000 dreams per minute and naked of spirit dance forth my cosmic vortex upon this crucifix called language.
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Life’s beginnings, along with all the muted and explosive moments that surface between the two extremes.
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Looking at certain illuminated corners of or cracks within the mirror, the author can see fragments of an objective reality that comprise the physical universe, social communities, political dynamics,
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Writing for me is a form of spiritual discipline and creative vision, a means of being in the world and giving one’s love to it without compromise or dilution.
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By consciously meditating upon spiritual truths and cultivating personal integrity, one need never fear negative circumstances.
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An outrageous instinct to love and be loved executed your brain every hour on the hour.
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Love as a concrete foundation for an authentically functional civilization requires the around-the-clock labors of forgiveness. Without it, Love fails
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How hard are human beings willing to fight to achieve and sustain justice, equanimity, or joy? And should progress be called such when it devours what is best within the human spirit?
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The dancing vortex of a sacred metaphor clashes horns and halos to make wounded music set to the tempo of a new era in brilliant labor.
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