The Rose does not question Why. It is we who think of the Rose and of thinking.
It is we who are blessed to be in the presence of Roses and questions Why.
Following this train of thought back to Raven & the CPR phone,
is it only in mythology that Roses and Ravens talk?
Can i only speak with Raven and Rose only when i am dreaming?

Can i only speak with Raven and Rose only when i am on dreaming on line?

Through the body of knowledge, through the knowledge of body ...
"Recalling that resonance to the centre, to its 'still intensity'
oscillating "between movement and rest, turbulence and stillness,
capturing that reverberating enlarging echo without actually creating it -
that is, by again achieving the illusion and effect,
rather than the thing itself" (Engelberg, 94)
have i been writing of Nõ thing but of Roses and of Railway Lines, of Being and of Blooming?
Have i touched upon the essence of Nõ Flower, of Nõ body?

The percieving mind is an incarnated mind ... the roots of the mind in its body ...
the soul ... it is wholly intermingled with the body ... our body ... it inhabits or haunts space
... the body is ... our expression in the world, the visible form of our intentions

(Merlau-Ponty, 3-5).

How long do you stand still before it looks like you are moving?
How long do you keep moving before it looks like you are standing still?
Does it appear to you that i am standing still? Does it appear to you that i am Nõ where to be seen?

When i started this essay i had Nõ idea i would fall off the edge of the earth into Nõ thing .................
Here i must stop for i am going rather Kukai. i must be going to meet Kukai on Nõ bridge .................

Who is able to make still and gradually clarify what is muddy?
Who is able to move and gradually animate what is at rest?
Who is able to be still and from and through stillness put something
on the way (move it) such that it comes to light?

(Heidegger in May, 2)


PAST . . . A tale begun in other days, When summer suns were glowing -

PRESENT . . . A simple chime, that served to time The rhythm of our rowing -

FUTURE . . . (From Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There )