Philosophy, on the contrary, does not deal with a determination that is non-essential, but with a determination so far as it is an essential factor. The abstract or unreal is not its element and content, but the real, what is self-establishing, has life within itself, existence in its very notion. It is the process that creates its own moments in its course, and goes through them all; and the whole of this movement constitutes its positive content and its truth. This movement includes, therefore, within it the negative factor as well, the element which would be named falsity if it could be considered one from which we had to abstract. The element that disappears has rather to be looked at as itself essential, not in the sense of being something fixed, that has to be cut off from truth and allowed to lie outside it, heaven knows where; just as similarly the truth is not to be held to stand on the other side as an immovable lifeless positive element. Appearance is the process of arising into being and passing away again, a process that itself does not arise and does not pass away, but is per se, and constitutes reality and the life-movement of truth. The truth is thus the bacchanalian revel, where not a member is sober; and because every member no sooner becomes detached than it eo ipso collapses straightway, the revel is just as much a state of transparent unbroken calm. Judged by that movement, the particular shapes which mind assumes do not indeed subsist any more than do determinate thoughts or ideas; but they are, all the same, as much positive and necessary moments, as negative and transitory. In the entirety of the movement, taken as an unbroken quiescent whole, that which obtains distinctness in the course of its process and secures specific existence, is preserved in the form of a self-recollection, in which existence is self-knowledge, and self-knowledge, again, is immediate existence.

-GFWH

Only the sky and the sea.
Only Heart-of-Sky, alone.
And these are his names:
Maker and Modeler,
Kukulkan and Hurricane.

But there is no one to speak his names.
There is no one to praise his glory.
There is no one to nurture his greatness.

– Popul Vuh

“And to you, little one,” he said, “I give the gift of finality. And to you, who are the least of my creations, I give the gift of never knowing it is so.”

All the contemporary triumphalism about choices and decisions simply represses the deep sadness of being trapped in a world of constrained options and limited resources. It is a self-imposed existential dishonesty, tarted up in consumer culture optimism, hiding the grim realities of the consequences of our actions in the bright store lights of a grocery aisle mentality.

Calixtus is said of caleo, cales, that is to say, eschauffe or make warm. For he was hot and burning, first in the love of God, and after, he was hot and burning in getting and purchasing souls, and thirdly, he was hot in destroying the false idols, and also in showing the pains for sin.

I just had such a quietly moving experience. I went out into my back yard, and saw the rabbit who often hangs around the house. He/she allows me to get very close, often like 3-5 feet. So I went over, had a seat, and noticed that the rabbit was getting sleepy, lying down and eyes getting heavy. So, I decided to lie down on the grass as well, to make sure the rabbit had someone to watch over him/her while vulnerable. The rabbit nodded off, as did I. After about 20 minutes, I woke up again, and so did the rabbit. I came back in the house, and the rabbit is back to munching around in the grass.

Mammertin is said of mamma, which is as much to say as a pap, and of tine, that is to say taste, for like as taste that falleth from the pap into the mouth of the child, and is first nature of blood, and after it is converted into the sweetness of milk, in like wise was he nourished, first in blood, that is to say in sin, and after, he converted himself anon into the pap of his heart in the sweetness of God.

The Life of Saint Mammertin, Jacobus de Voragine