Autumn

November 4, 2020

Autumn is my season, dear. It is, after all, the season of the soul.

Virginia Woolf
July 1907 letter to Violet Dickinson

The sexual soul of a woman

October 10, 2020

The sexual soul of a woman
is like a flight of brightly coloured birds
in the bluish glow of twilight,
like the lapping of the mountain stream
and the sweet winds at the end summer;
it is the burnt perfumes of orgasmic lightning
and something you’ll never forget as long as you live.

meaningful world

September 15, 2020

In an era where supposedly hard material reality seems to shift more like vapour with every passing day, I think it becomes more evident that timeless and unchanging mythology is the actual solid bedrock on which our flimsy and temporary human realities are briefly erected. Whether you call it soul or spirit or meaning, it is the Real, as opposed to this spasming neo-conservative monetarist/materialist dream that we’re all required to share, and if we care about having a meaningful world in which to lead meaningful lives then we should all try harder to reinvest our environments with the meaning that belligerent materialism has sucked out of them.

Alan Moore
Interviewed by Daily Grail, Thursday 27th April 2019

not made of words

September 14, 2020

How it is that animals understand things I do not know, but it is certain that they do understand. Perhaps there is a language which is not made of words and everything in the world understands it. Perhaps there is a soul hidden in everything and it can always speak, without even making a sound, to another soul.

Frances Hodgson Burnett
A Little Princess

Such truth as this…

September 13, 2020

The most intimate encounter you will ever experience is not with the naked body, but with the naked soul.

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Masks

August 30, 2020

In a world where everyone wears a mask, it is good to see a naked soul occasionally.

Poetry exposes your vulnerabilities – like standing naked in front of a group of strangers. Its words strip your soul to the core leaving you feeling that you’ve done a thousand and one forbidden things –

We live in a world that is mostly predicated on a rational and scientific worldview, which effectively means that any phenomenon beyond the physically measurable is automatically deemed non-existent, including souls, gods, ghosts and human consciousness. While I would agree that we need to recover the psychological connection that once existed between ourselves and our environment – because to do otherwise is to render us all pointless automata in a material world which, by its own admission, has no direction or purpose – I would say that the problem could be more sharply defined if we put aside contentious terms like ‘soul’ or ‘spirit’, and instead opted for the less vague but just as scientifically problematic term ‘meaning’. If by coming to know more about the historical or mythological aspects of the places in which we live we make those places more meaningful, to us at least, then I suggest that this will lead to experiencing ourselves as more meaningful in our new, illuminated context.

The big difference between ‘meaning’ and ‘a spirit’ is that where meaning is concerned, we have to do all the necessary hard work in order to invest that place or that person or that object with meaning, whereas spirits just sort of turn up, don’t they? I believe that our world is gloriously haunted with meaning; that it’s we ourselves that are doing the haunting; and that we should be doing more of it, or doing it more strenuously.

In an era where supposedly hard material reality seems to shift more like vapour with every passing day, I think it becomes more evident that timeless and unchanging mythology is the actual solid bedrock on which our flimsy and temporary human realities are briefly erected. Whether you call it soul or spirit or meaning, it is the Real, as opposed to this spasming neo-conservative monetarist/materialist dream that we’re all required to share, and if we care about having a meaningful world in which to lead meaningful lives then we should all try harder to reinvest our environments with the meaning that belligerent materialism has sucked out of them.

Alan Moore
Interview with THE DAILY GRAIL, Thursday 27th April

I wake each morning knowing who I am down to the depths of my soul. I soak in my darkest corners, and realize that what lies there beneath the surface is just as valuable as the smile that plays upon my lips. I understand that no one is free from their darkness, and that it is sometimes a daily struggle not to let it take over.

Kate Rose
I never said I was an angel

River

April 28, 2020

I wanted to travel up the river, get lost in all that green.
I wanted silence too, at the intimate edge of the river:
the edge of the womb, the divine shadow,
the skin, such turbulence of the soul. I want to see,
and touch, quickly, like a burn.
Before becoming blind

Richard Bohringer