- We live in this limited world,
- where we can only march one way,
- where each day that passes is lost.
- And we can only progress at it's cost.
- This is a world of bricks and stones,
- Wood and rot,
- Where every step forward is bought
- with pain and loss.
- But imminent in this world is a kind of transcendence:
- a chance to participate in creation.
- A choice between irrationality and reason;
- Between tearing down and destruction or creating joy;
- Those bricks and stones can build a prison,
- Or raise a palace of the imagination.
In honor of Spinoza, Christopher H. Holte
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