someone else’s words
“Descartes was wrong,” she says. “It’s not ‘I think, therefore I am.’ It’s ‘I am because you are.'”
which of course leads to inevitable fact that
Be helpless, dumbfounded,
Unable to say yes or no.
Then a stretcher will come from grace
to gather us up
So let us rather not be sure of anything,
Beside ourselves, and only that, so
Miraculous beings come running to help.
Crazed, lying in a zer circle, mute.
We shall be saying finally,
With tremendous eloquence, Lead us.
When we have totally surrendered to that beauty
We shall be a mighty kindness.
Try not to panic, ning.
(from Siri Hustvedt’s What I Loved and Rumi’s “Zero Circle”)