Monday, November 30, 2015


If ever subjects from their sleep half rouse themselves,
The sure enchantments of their rulers steep their wits in dreams once more;

This moment is the Day of Judgment; you are in the field of Judgments’ Day!
My forgetful one, put forward something you have accomplished, if you have anything written on your scroll.
Ask the reality of life form the heart of the mountaindigger;
Life is the milky stream, the axe and the hard stone.

If you are among the living, fashion your own world;
Life is the secret of Adam, the essence of the words Be and it was!