WIDE, the margin between carte blanche and the white page. Nevertheless it is not in the margin that you can find me, but in the yet whiter one that separates the word-strewn sheet from the transparent, the written page from the one to be written in the infinite space where the eye turns back to the eye, and the hand to the pen, where all we write is erased, even as you write it. For the book imperceptibly takes shape within the book we will never finish. There is my desert.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the complexities and existential nature of writing, creativity, and the never-ending process of creation.
Edmond Jabes explores the intricate relationship between creation and oblivion in writing. He illustrates how the spaces within and around written words symbolize the ongoing journey of expression that is never truly complete. The 'white page' signifies infinite potential and the struggle of bringing thoughts to life, while recognizing that every written word is both a creation and a gesture towards what remains unwritten. This dual existence in writing echoes the transient nature of creativity, where every sentence contributes to an everlasting narrative that can never be fully realized.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a writer's workshop to inspire creative freedom.
THE WRITER can get free of his writing only by using it, that is, by reading oneself. As if the aim of writing were to use what is already written as a launching pad for reading the writing to come. Moreover, what he has written is read in the process, hence constantly modified by his reading. The book is an unbearable totality. I write against a background of facets.
It is very hard to live with silence. The real silence is death and this is terrible. To approach this silence, it is necessary to journey to the desert. You do not go to the desert to find identity, but to loses it, to lose your personality, to be anonymous. You make yourself void. You become silence. You become more silent than the silence around you. And then something extraordinary happens: you hear silence speak.
God is not in the vastness of greatness. He is hid in the vastness of smallness . He is not in the general. He is in the particular.
There is no doubt that the world economy is in trouble. But if governments or individuals use this as an excuse to reduce assistance to the world's poorest people, they will only multiply the seriousness of the problem for the world as a whole.
Did Buddha teach that the many was real and the ego unreal, while orthodox Hinduism regards the One as the real, and the many as unreal?" the Swami was asked. "Yes", answered the Swami. "And what Ramakrishna Paramahamsa and I have added to this is, that the Many and the One are the same Reality, perceived by the same mind at different times and in different attitudes.
All central beliefs on human matters spring from a personal predicament.
American society is very like a fish society. . . . Among certain species of fish, the only thing which determines order of dominance is length of time in the fishbowl. The oldest resident picks on the newest resident, and if the newest resident is removed to a new bowl, he, as oldest resident, will pick on the newcomers.
We live in a spiritual Universe. God is in, through, around and for us.
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