Make everything in you an ear, each atom of your being, and you will hear at every moment what the source is whispering to you...You are -we all are-the beloved of the beloved, and in every moment, in every event of your life , the beloved is whispering to you exactly what you need to hear and know. Who can ever explain this miracle? It simply is.
Everything had shattered. The fact that it was all still there the walls and the chairs and the childrens pictures on the walls meant nothing. Every atom of it had been blasted apart and reconstituted in an instant, and its appearance of permanence and solidity was laughable; it would dissolve at a touch, for everything was suddenly tissue-thin and friable.
Ectoplasmic plane? what the devil is that? (simone) it’s jargon from those of us who are corporeally challenged. it’s the great beyond where we bounce into each other like floundering atoms. it’s really kind of gross – which is why i hang out with you. but only because you’re less gross than they are. (jesse)