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No Time to Lose: A Timely Guide to the Way of the Bodhisattva

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“Самотата е най-основното човешко състояние. Не съм сигурен, че винаги бих го казал това, но в момента това бих казал. Самотата води човек напред, ‘щото е ебати шибаният стимул – да бъде сред хора, да не бъде сам, да успява, да бъде по-добро себе си. (...) Интимността е… интимност. Интимността е необходимост, интимността е желание за премахване на самотата, интимността е преодоляване на страхове, прегради, нЕ‘кви такива неща. Корелацията между двете е, че интимността е антипод на самотата, когато става въпрос за двама човека, макар при интимни отношения човек пак да може да е самотен, ‚ма тогава вече влизаме в напълно различен филм. Ебали го? Имаше ли логика т‘ва, което казах?”

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“Solitude is the furnace of transformation. Without solitude we remain victims of our society and continue to be entangled in the illusions of the false self. Jesus himself entered into this furnace. There he was tempted with the three compulsions of the world: to be relevant ('turn stones into loaves'), to be spectacular ('throw yourself down'), and to be powerful ('I will give you all these kingdoms'). There he affirmed God as the only source of his identity ('You must worship the Lord your God and serve him alone'). Solitude is the place of the great struggle and the great encounter - the struggle against the compulsions of the false self, and the encounter with the loving God who offers himself as the substance of the new self.”

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Book:The Way of the Heart: A Study of Contemplative Prayer and Inner Devotion
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“The Lake In spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide world a spot The which I could not love the less- So lovely was the loneliness Of a wild lake, with black rock bound, And the tall pines that towered around. But when the Night had thrown her pall Upon that spot, as upon all, And the mystic wind went by Murmuring in melody- Then-ah then I would awake To the terror of the lone lake. Yet that terror was not fright, But a tremulous delight- A feeling not the jewelled mine Could teach or bribe me to define- Nor Love-although the Love were thine. Death was in that poisonous wave, And in its gulf a fitting grave For him who thence could solace bring To his lone imagining- Whose solitary soul could make An Eden of that dim lake.”

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Book:The Complete Stories and Poems
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