A bike is a lump of metal, yet is made of fire.
You jump on its saddle, you feel the Flame.
Flame of Freedom,
Flame of Power.
Energy,
Dynamism,
Life.
Fire is good.
But,
never
ever
forget
it also
burns.
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- Dr. Anthony Mistero
- United States
- I love the starry night,ancient libraries,rubies, magic squares, runes, tribal rugs, old churches, decrepit buildings, cemeteries, laboratories, caves, cats, isolated pine forests.
This blog is part of a journal that I have started in January 2005, under the same title, and which I may decide to publish in due time.
It describes my journey through the practical side of the Great Work, insofar as I understand it. Indirectly, it touches upon many subjects, including books I read, music I have heard, trips I have made, or anything else which I found useful for my journey.
The chief purpose for putting it here is to provide informations that fellow searchers may utilize for their own practice. It is also my hope to get in touch with these rare individuals, for whom the Work is not a word, but a living experience.
This work is licensed under a
Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License.
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